I have several new blog posts in my test journal that are just not quite ready for publication. Instead I'll offer you this quick little anecdote about daily life at Casa Little.
The other day I returned from walking Shadow and he was still pretty rambunctious, so I went into the back yard with him to play a little. We started with him racing around the yard at top speed while I stood there doing nothing but saying, "boo!" whenver he came near, which would send him off on another mad dash around the dog house, through the garden, and back to me. Eventually, he got tired of my minimal participation. He rooted around in the snow until he found one of his favourite toys, and brought it over for a session of tug of war.
At one point, he dropped the object of his devotion, and looked at me expectantly. Thinking he wanted me to throw it, I bent down to pick it up. Turns out he was only taunting me. As soon as I moved, he scooped it up, and swung it up into the air, striking me in the face with it.
Yes, my dog busted me full in the mouth with the hammer-like, knotted end of an old, frozen sweat sock.
Two last things:
1) A semi-private message from my wife to Smarty. "Mmmm, mose are mery mood!"
2) Thirty-seven and a half bonus points to anyone who can tell me in what way the title of this entry is in any way related to the content.
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I have no idea what the title of this entry has to do with anything. So, I'm just going to say "Robocop" and leave it at that.
-Dan
http://thewisdomofadistractedmind.blogspot.com/
All I can think of is Robert Plant's song...nothing about a dog with a sweat sock there. Ummmmm....I got nuthin'.
--Cin
When hooligans in Detroit bust you in the chops, they at least have the decency to step out of the shadows to do it. And here you got pwned BY the Shadow!
Simon
http://simianfarmer.com
I like everyone's guesses but I am going to say that you have more snow than in Detroit. It probably was not your intent...but I may be right! lol My Libby does that crazy puppy running too!
be well,
Dawn
http://journals.aol.com/princesssaurora/CarpeDiem/
OUch!! That had to really hurt. As to Detroit.....some reference to voilence? - Barbara
Cin was closest. Worse than Detroit was a song on Robert Plant's first solo album, Pictures at Eleven. Also on that album was a song called...Fat Lip.
-Paul
LOL!
Um, of course I would be laughing at your delightful description of Pat's reaction - not the description of your likely being forced to speak in much the same way after being wacked by Shadow. Though I'm sure you didn't say quite the same thing :)
Glad she enjoyed them.
The title of this entry isn't related to the content in any way. Similarly, Robert Plant's lyrics for Worse than Detroit don't seem to be related in any way to the title of the song.
Wishing you and yours a very Merry Christmas! TerryAnn
Hey man, this is off-topic, but if you haven't done it already, I gotta hit you with the "seven random and/or weird things about you" meme. I just got slapped with it so I thought I'd share the joy.
Have a great holiday!
Hey there, was great to stop by and spend some time at your place. Relation of the title to your entry?... Well... you could have been listening to Robert Plante's song of the same title. OR perhaps relating being hit in the mouth with a frozen sweat sock by your dog to being overpriced by Detroit's automakers who still refuse to take Global Warming and dwindling oil supplies seriously. Ah well just a thought.
Speaking of new journals I have started one that will focus on letters I am writing to my new, and yet unborn grandchild. You can find it here (hopefully)
http://dearjunior.blogsome.com/
Best of everything for the New Year.
Michael
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