Sorry I'm late. The blue bus had a new driver and he took a wrong turn. But I finally made it here. Yay!
Shamus and Kara (the dogs) decided to throw down in the house yesterday and the big bitch (Kara) bit me on the calf when I intervened. I don't think the meant to get me, but she did, that shit head. Now I'm probably going to lose the leg. Ok, really it's just a few tooth sized bruises, but it hurt just the same. I'm just glad I wasn't wearing shorts. Shamus really took the brunt of it and got his face all bit up and bloodied. He fights like me. He doesn't strike back until someone is holding his opponent down. Long lives the warrior who curls into a ball and wimpers until the bad man stops.
