:: I helped gather firewood and was only mildly upset by the dirt transferred onto my cute track jacket.Photos and more details to come! In case you were wondering, there will be NO photos of the dog bite so don't even ask.
:: I sat in the back of a pick-up while it was moving! And I didn't fall out or puke when we hit bumps!
:: I fired a rifle! A bunch of times! And didn't kill or maim anyone!
:: A German Shepherd bit me in the ass. Well, by the looks of things back there, it was more of a wee knosh instead of a full-on bite but still, that's quite a battle scar, no? I mean, it's not like a Bichon Frise took a liking to my kiester or anything like that. To some, German Shepherds are real menacing looking animals. I didn't care though as the dog was cute and playful and meant me no harm. If it was a yappy, mangy-looking thing, I'd think otherwise.
April 25, 2005
I had the great pleasure of spending the past weekend on a beautiful farm in upstate New York. I have tons o' work to catch up on today so, for now, you'll have to settle for a bulleted rundown until such time as I can elaborate on the following: