December 14th 2006 4:49 pm
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So... It's around 1am this morning.
I'm in need of a wee-hour outdoor stroll.
I scratch the usual 1/2 dozen times on the door until mom wakes up.
Mom crawls out of bed, throws her robe on, grabs my extendo leash and hooks me up.
Mom opens the door.
I head for the grass.
Mom's busy dilly dallying with shoes that are propped outside the door.
Next thing I know the retractable leash handle's slippin out of mom's hand. And I've got a red chunk of plastic flying fast across the porch and right towards me.
Darn thing smacks me hard in my side.
I'm yippin cause it friggin hurt.
Mom's running toward me... "I'm sooooo sooooorrrrry Booogggiieee!"
Was way too out of the mood to pee. So just glared at mom & went back to bed.
I just knew mom was wacked. I knew it.
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