Arghh...Eeeeeeeee..Oh My....Great jumping Jehoshaphat!!!! Scream...SCREAM AND SHRIEK! AHHHHHHH... NO, OH MY GOODNESS.... ARGHHHHH....EeeeeeEeeeeeEeeeee. ArrrrEeeee! Horrible, HORRIBLE, HORRIBLE!!!
Be still my heart. Never NEVER never ever take something out of a dogs mouth unless you know exactly WHAT it is. If you can not identify it, do not, I repeat, DO NOT, touch it. For the love that of all that is good and holy I don't know what you can do but I know what you must not do. I must correct something I said the other day. Frankie IS NOT part mountain goat. She is part CAT! I just pulled a soggy, grey, limp, dead and disgusting mass out of her mouth that seemed to go half way down her throat. Yup, I just reached in bare hands like I have done a thousand other times just like you would do when you notice a toddler has something in their mouth. I have the heeby jeebies now just writing about it. I want to scream some more. I bet you could hear me all the way to Yorkton, what the hey, I bet you could hear me all the way to Tacoma! I am truely traumatized. I have washed my hands five times and I still do not feel clean.
I guess it was a real waste of time wracking my brain this morning for something to write about. All I have to do is wait and stuff happens. Eeeeeeeeeee! You get two posts today.
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Made me feel like I couldn't get my hands clean either. I just bought rat poison yesterday for the voles that want to take over my garage and even touching the box gives me the heeby jeebies and I can't imagine grasping one like that. SO, just HOW FAR did you fling it when you realized what it was?
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Oh man Chris that is funny ...but not! I thought I heard something like sirens or the like. I guess it was you!:)
When I hear stories like this I am glad I don't have pets anymore! And if I think of getting one I will come back and read this post again.
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