| May. 25th, 2006 @ 08:15 pm Two days ago - too much of an adventure for my taste... |
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Current Mood: Sore and achy
Jarmo the Wonder-Dog decided to run into the forest we have close to our house. I don’t know if he saw a rabbit or what – but off he went, around 9.30PM the day before yesterday. I tried to catch him, and managed, a bit into the woods, and then he pulled and I held on, and I fell down a slope, hit my foot and my butt/back, which I now feel VERY much. Anyway, we couldn’t get back the same way, so I tried to limp around the hill, and then of course, since I have no sense of direction, and Jarmo saw this as great fun and was in no mood to go home at all, we were – lost. It’s my first time ever being lost in the woods, and it was not fun. It was getting dark and cold, and I was not a happy camper. After an hour of trying to find our way, we stumbled upon a house, literally, and I think I scared the poor elderly couple living there, showing up in camouflage jacket, swat-cap, and green boots. They probably thought there was a war on. I also had a very happy Jarmo (new people to charm – yay!!!) to handle and by now I was so tired I couldn’t see straight and it hurt everywhere. Well – they lent me a phone, and helped me tell Elon where I was, and to come and get me and the darn dog. (I still love him.) The lady was obviously taken by his K9 charm and told me she thought he was wonderful. I asked her if she wanted a dog, because I was ready to give him away by that time. He, of course, was smiling from ear to ear and loved being patted. *sigh*
Anyway, Elon came and got me, and we came home – safe and almost sound. My right big toe-nail was cracked from side to side, which hurts bad. My back is sore, and I am very stiff. I try to sit on the bed and write – thinking of my deadline, but I’m full of painkillers, so I hope I don’t write as someone who is totally stoned. *yikes* |
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