Wednesday, October 25, 2006

Not My Week

So, with the help of some pretty serious third-world drugs (not, fortunately, the kind that gets you into some pretty serious third-world trouble), I was back on my feet by Tuesday morning, albeit a little bit shaky in stomach and legs. (I sound like a sailor in this description.) My friend called me at 5.40 AM, ready and waiting to pick me up. I put on some cute clothes and a happy face, and set out for her house, ready to enjoy my days of holiday festivities at all costs. I arrived, put down my bag, got the grand tour of her beautiful place...and was straightaway bitten by her dog.

So now I've got a perfect set of angry red teeth marks, overlaid on a giant, swollen, blue and purple bruise about the size of, well, a dog's mouth. The worst part is that the bruise is on the outside of my upper thigh, in a place impossible to show anyone without completely taking off my pants. So I've finally got a decent wound, and I am denied the pleasure of displaying it. What a cruel, cruel, mad, cruel world.

6 comments:

motheroftherock said...

I wasn't sure whether to read this entry to Jaya or not but I decided she needed to know. She is shocked, shocked (Imagine her little paws up against her face expressing shock as she stares at the computer screen.)

I assume the dog is rabies free?

motheroftherock said...

I wasn't sure whether to read this entry to Jaya or not but I decided she needed to know. She is shocked, shocked (Imagine her little paws up against her face expressing shock as she stares at the computer screen.)

I assume the dog is rabies free?

Bawb said...

You could use an old pair of jeans, cut a slit in the side, and sew a zipper on.

It would remind me of the cows with holes.

Melyngoch said...

Looking shocked is definitely anothering thing Jaya would be cute doing.

And my offer stands.

Tolkien Boy said...

If I may quote Calvin Gregson:

"Bad doggie."

Th. said...

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More! things that weren't mentioned in the Flubright paperwork....