Showing posts with label Wounds. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Wounds. Show all posts

Saturday, July 24, 2010

2nd Place

Way cooler than the ones I used to get on Field Day

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Here it is, a cool yet non-rainy evening (yes!), I've got a beer nearby (Yes!) and I'm lounging in my hammock on the back porch (YES!!!)  The dogs are quietly keeping me company out here, which is nice.  I can tell that Lucy is really wanting to bark at something (she's in that "ready to bark" stance that she's got) but can find nothing to bark at, so she's staring intently at the garden in hopes that the stray black cat that has taken up residence there will show itself and provide a reasonable source of agitation and excitement.  Dagny has her front paws hanging off of the porch, is staring contently towards the lava floes to the south, and is quietly wondering if I'm going to feed her anytime soon (which I am).  In short, things are great.  Or at least would be, if it weren't for all of the blood.
*cue ominous music aaaaand cut to commercial!*