no, i did not fall down the stairs
no, i didn't walk into a door either.
And a big no - to my husband beating me.
I got a black eye from a dog last night.
Was at a friend's party and his husky seemed quite zen, walking from room to room, foraging for food, until near the end of the night, i guess he was getting irritated. I went to pet him and he turned around and snapped at my face, his muzzle and one tooth narrowly missed my eye. I have a cut there now, and a black eye.
Lovely.
Mom: "You might get rabies! Make sure he had his shots!!"
oi vey.
So ice, and lots of hydrogen peroxide. This story is one for the record books...
one did that to me, when i was a child. my great-aunt's animal. i'd made these fabulous mud pies, fully decorated with (what i am sure) were edible flowers, and i wanted the hound to eat it. when it resisted, i pushed its head. hello, bite to the eye.
ReplyDeleteyears later, my eldest daughter was about the same age i'd been. she was rolling a ball on a friend's kitchen floor . . . and scrambled to retrieve it from a hound's food bowl. hello, bite to the eye.
i have no love of hounds.
xo
Ouch!! Those sound mighty nasty! Oh dogs.. They can be so aggressive (most of the ones I have met at least...). I'm a cat person myself. At least when I lay down next to them, my teeth and body are still bigger than theirs...
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