The
great mouse adventure was kind of fun. Today's adventure not so much. On our morning walk, as Cassie and I approached the infamous "coon" trash bin, our dog Sam rushed ahead to the bin and began barking again. The lid was still up, so Cassie and I figured the coons were long gone. (They were.) We decided we should shut the lid since we had opened it the day before. As we turned to do that I stumbled on Cassie's heel and tumbled to the ground. It was slow-motion but I was powerless to stop it. OUCH! My left knee is scraped and bloody, my right knee has just a little scratch, but I can tell it will soon be very black and blue, and my right hand has a small but very painfull scrape. I know my entire body will be sore this evening and tomorrow.
I think I'd rather chase a mouse. *sigh*
