Sunday, August 3, 2008


so we have been dog-sitting for a friend at work. the dog is about the same size as our cat. black and white, with long hair on its tail and butt, ears, and the backs of its legs. its eyes faced away from each other and it had a massive underbite.
other than that it was pretty good. well ok mostly. it had a very nice disposition and liked being cuddled and held and usually was nice and quiet.
the downsides were this: it basically refused to go to the bathroom outside. we would take it out and it would squat a couple times and maybe pee. then immediately after being brought in, it would poop on the floor and usually pee again.
so therefore, we could not leave it out of the cage at night or we'd have a major mess in the morning. so she proceeded to yip and bark all night long. all. night. long. i spent about an hour with her friday night trying to get her to fall asleep so that i could then do the same. only to have her wake up an hour or two later and start the whole process over. stupid dog. i'm so glad rumpels doesn't meow and whine all night and keep us from sleeping. she's such a good kitty.
and this brings us to the pictures... thursday evening, the dog decided she wanted to chase rumpels. it's the only time in 4 days that they didn't get along. or if not along at least it was the only altercation. anyway... for whatever reason this dog decided it would be fun to chase rumpels around the house. i was sitting on the couch with my computer (much as i am now in fact) and somehow rumpels managed to run ACROSS my face and then jump off and onto the window ledge. i was left with the marks you can now see. the upper picture was taken about an hour after it happened and the lower picture was taken about half an hour ago. grr stupid animals. at least it wasn't rumpels' fault it happened, otherwise i don't think i'd be able to have her around as an inside cat any more. but since she was being chased and was only trying to get away i can't really blame her. but yes, the deepest gouge was definitely less than a quarter of an inch from my eye. and i definitely exploded and confined both animals for several hours after the incident. wow was i pissed. don't know yet if there will be a scar. not quite sure how i'd feel about one anyway. beth promises she will still love me and find me attractive if i have one. :-) so the question is do i want my face to be like it was before or do i wanna look like a pirate?

in other news, went trap shooting yesterday. that was fun. there were 6 people, 3 guns, and 250 shells.... we were there less than an hour before we ran out of ammo. lol. still fun getting to spend time with work guys outside of work.

oh, we also had 2 fish die over the weekend.

1 comment:

Beth said...

I would like it to be known for the record that Nick does smile. He smiles quite a lot actually. He has a wonderful smile. He just didn't want to use it for the scarface pictures.