Monday, August 23, 2010

Dogs, Dogs, Dogs

Holy busy-as-a-bee Batman!

I can't believe I've neglected to spurn and thrust all my thoughts upon you. You, whoever is reading this. And I promise to never use spurn and thrust in a sentence together ever again. Yikes.

I'll run my past week by you:

1. Blur.

2. Roasted kale recipes. Kale is a vegetable, for all you who are like, huh? And if you are like, huh?, then shame on you and your cow because kale is a delectably delicious member of the vegetable family and you shall weep softly to yourself because you've never experienced life until you've eaten kale.

3. Plane tickets, which in turn lead to more soft weeping, but this time of my bank account. Plane ticket to where? Don't trip, Hawaii. SILENCE Iago, I really do have a legitimate reason for flying there in the middle of fall quarter.

4. Dog bites. What is it with August and being bitten by dogs? If any of you recall last August, I got bit by a Bull Mastiff. It was more of a puncture, the beast sunk his front tooth in there nice and deep like. Antibiotics and errthang. This time it was more of an accident on the dog's part, you see, he thought my hand was part of the toy. I've forgiven him because there was no blood.

5. Dog fights. Have you ever yearned to be the one to seperate a fight between a Yellow Lab and a German Shepherd, both fully grown and fully pissed off? Well I can check that one of my to-do list with a side note of blood dripping down my leg after the ordeal.

6. Dog food. At what point was it okay that my dog's dinner looks more appealing than my own?

7. Dog excretion. I won't indulge you.

8. Dog drool. Did you know that when Elwood the Boston Terrier gets nervous, long wiggly strands of drool linger from either side of his mouth. I'm talking floor length drool here. The kind that sticks to you. Also found on Basset Hounds and Corgis. All simultaneously as they enclose on me.

9. My Sanity Slowly Seeping Away. I've found myself having full on conversations with dogs at the dog daycare. This is obviously a sign of either a) I really am working too much, b) I really need to go back to school and socialize with people who understand me when I say, "NO, do NOT HUMP HIM!" or c) a combination of the two.

The answer is obviously C.

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