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February 26th 2007 5:48 pm
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So we got to go run in the forest today and somewhere in there I saw something I didn't know what it was, but it saw me and began to move off the side of the trail. Well, I had to run after it and I did, but it moved really slow so I was barking at it. I didn't know what it was. It was about the size of my sister Chloe the Puggle, only round and black and had very long and very thich hair all over. It waddled when it walked and I followed it into the woods, barking fiercely and lunging at it. Did I say it was really slow moving too? Well, Mom and Aunty were screaming at me to "COME" but I couldn't. This was more fun than coming to 2 screaming ladies would be untill I got a mouth full of this things fur stuck in my mouth. How'd that happen??? Well, then I really went at this thing! It got me again and again! Finally I come out of the forest and my mom is yelling at me and I go try to wipe this wierd spikey hair off on her. Didn't work. I got leashed, but everyone was leashed and walking really quickly out of the forest. Still a half hour out I think. Wish it was quicker though. Mom tied me in the backseat of the van and drove to the Vet Hospital and the Doctor saw us walk in. I wish he hadn't in a way. He carried me away from my mom and my mom LEFT ME THERE! Next thing I know, I am feeling very drunk and am at the hospital still. Things are a blur and I still can't feel the rest of my body. My tongue is hanging out and my pupils are all dilated and my head is lawling all over... embarrassing. But next thing I know, I am home. Still whoozey, but I am home and those prickly hairs are now out of my mouth and off of my snout. Boy, What a DAY! I was told that the creature I met out in the woods is called a Porcupine and that I am supposed to leave it alone. It was so fun to chase because it moved so slow though... I just couldn't grasp it in my mouth! Could I resist chasing Mr. Porcupine next time I meet him or his family in the forest again?? I'm really not sure. Don't think I will be sure until that time actually comes to me again.
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