Y and I had a great day together despite our minor setbacks.
1) Car ran over massive rock
2) Park reached capacity before we entered
3) Thought friend was dead for a good hour after reading morbid and cryptic messages
4) Lost camera on mountain
5) Healthy sized rock tumbled down mountain. Tiny part of rock broke off and bounced off my shoulder and then my head. Bigger portion of rock scraped my leg and rolled over my foot.
All in all, it was a fun, adventure packed day. We ended it with a good dinner at TC.
p.s. It was Y's camera and after much exploring we found it! And yes, besides two huge bruises, I am okay.
Thursday, March 18, 2010
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Little Bunny Fufu
One of my dogs ate three baby rabbits Monday morning. Apparently, some mommy rabbit thought it would be a splendid idea to make a burrow in my back yard over night. Needless to say, I sobbed like a baby for a good hour. I posted this on my collab. blog too:
Dear Bunnies One, Two, and Three,
I apologize on behalf of my carnivorous dog. You hadn't even opened your eyes to witness life when your lives were taken. I can still hear your squeals and cries as she took you in her mouth and proceeded to swallow you whole. I mourned for your deaths that fateful morning. I sobbed and shouted incoherent words when I couldn't release you from the clutches of my dog's mouth. I sobbed for your mother, realizing she would find you gone from the safety of the burrow she built for you. Most of all, I sobbed because of the reality of the cycle of life; knowing it wasn't cruelty that possessed my dog to eat your fragile bodies and take your lives. Maybe it was because it was a Monday.
Sorry & love, Dog Owner
Dear Bunnies One, Two, and Three,
I apologize on behalf of my carnivorous dog. You hadn't even opened your eyes to witness life when your lives were taken. I can still hear your squeals and cries as she took you in her mouth and proceeded to swallow you whole. I mourned for your deaths that fateful morning. I sobbed and shouted incoherent words when I couldn't release you from the clutches of my dog's mouth. I sobbed for your mother, realizing she would find you gone from the safety of the burrow she built for you. Most of all, I sobbed because of the reality of the cycle of life; knowing it wasn't cruelty that possessed my dog to eat your fragile bodies and take your lives. Maybe it was because it was a Monday.
Sorry & love, Dog Owner
Monday, March 15, 2010
Spoiler Alert
It looks as if Freddie from Skins has been murdered. Nooooo...Whyyyyyy?!? I might have beef with the writers now.
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