I buy a pack of hotdogs a week. They are the faaaaaaaaaa-vo-rite treat for Maddy the VunderDog. She gets a half of a hotdog a night, injected with her medicine, so she gobbles it down and gets healthy at the same time. Chopped up hotdog is also the best bribe around for getting her to go into her crate.
In other news, I wanted to do the MMP today to relay the following life lesson I learned Friday night- Saturday morning. Never try to cross a drainage ditch at O’dark thirty in the morning without a flashlight.
You see, I have a problem with sleeping. I can get there just fine, but I can’t stay there, and I commonly wake up around 3 AM. Friday night was no exception, and instead of my usual habit of getting online, I decided to take a fast walk outside.
I live across the street from a big city park, and in one corner is an elementary school. I thought it would be jake to go in to the park, swing around the back side of the school, and come home; roughly a mile’s trek. Did I mention that it was 3:30 AM, and darker than the boots of the High Sheriff of Hell? And we’ve had 7 inches of rain in the last 2 weeks?
There’s a road that comes out right where I wanted onto the school grounds. Unfortunately, since I couldn’t see, I didn’t pick it. I was on one of the cul-de-sacs. OK, I can still do this, because there’s the football field. Oh, there’s a ditch. It doesn’t look too deep, because the grass is coming right back up…
Wrong. What looked like the bank for the other side in the dark was in reality unmowed marsh grass. I stepped and instead of a solid footing, I fell about a foot and a half lower that I expected into ankle deep muck, and fell to my knees, losing a shoe in the process. :eek: :smack: :mad: Found the shoe, put it back on, and went back the way I came.
When I got home, the shoes and socks went straight into the trash, and I went to the shower. VWife was all cornfuzzed about me hosing off at 4 AM until I told the story, and now won’t let me forget it.