Backflip
Thursday, January 26, 2006
My tired, half-dead body was welcomed by an over-estatic Chihuahua this evening. I came home later than usual, and Rebel started hopping all over me like an Indian with a coconut tree. His legs are pretty steady by now, and he jumps on my lap at complete ease. So up he went, upon my lap while I struggled to remove my stinking day-old socks. Then he lost his balance, did a backflip in mid air, and fell on his ass.
I kid you not.
I kid you not.
2:07 PM
Hi...I just happened upon your blog. I just wanted to say that it is enjoyable to read, almost like a novel (you are a good writer). Plus, you have a very cute dog.