Rat Patty And A Prat-Fall
Don't you just hate it when your day starts out like this? I walked outside and felt something gush between my toes. It was poop and I hadn't even gotten to work yet.
While walking the boys, I noticed a rat patty on the sidewalk. In case you're wondering, a rat patty is a dead, dried, squished rat. Murph managed to step on it which distracted me from noticing that Kelsey was crossing my path. I tripped over Kelse and both of us tumbled, fell off the sidewalk and landed in the gutter. Kelse was fine and I just got a few scrapes.
That's the third time I have fallen in a gutter. The first time I was wearing high heels and an evening gown on my way to a ballet. Not used to heels, I lost my balance as I stepped off a curb and landed in the gutter. The second time, I was wearing white scrubs on my way to my job interview with my current employer. I tripped over a fire hydrant and rolled, landing sprawled in the gutter. They hired me even though I was dirty. At least this time it didn't matter that I got dirty.
Written by Melissa on 9:03 PM
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4 Comments:
LOVE the pic... :o) I can really relate to it being a dog owner myself.
So: do you carry a camera with you constantly, have it readily available outside to document mishaps, or did you fetch it from the house with an 'ewwww-ey' foot?
Those who have lawn (or dirt) areas attractive to cats also can sympathize with you.
Madwag, I thought that it was an attractive photo also.
Paul, I hopped into the house, got my camera and went back to the scene of the crime and got a photo. At work, I always have my camera in my pocket. I would prefer to just keep it nearby, but with it in my pocket, I don't have to worry about it being stolen.
thats fucking digusting why would you want to take a picture of that? blogging is gay, get a life
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