Remember that time when I was walking out of my high school theater and I fell down the brick steps? And my adorable pink paisley dress flew up? And I was not wearing very cute underwear? But I was in such pain that I had to just sit there, immobile, for several seconds before adjusting my dress so that I wasn't flashing the universe?
You don't?
Well, I do. I think my psyche usually blocks out a vast majority of the mortifying experiences I've endured in the past, but... not this one.
Maybe that's why I love animals. I can't embarrass myself in front of animals.
Monday, June 15, 2009
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What a furst impression are making on us!
ReplyDeleteTank woo fur finding my khorner!
I'll be bakhk to visit - woo have some beaWOOtiful khanines!
My mom and I admire what woo are doing!
Hugz&Khysses,
Khyra and Her Mom Phyll
That last sentence sums up our relationship with dogs perfectly!
ReplyDeleteThanks for visiting our blog!
ReplyDeleteYou know, if you fell down the stairs and your dress flew up, a good Sibe would just goose you in the not-very-cute underwear. Then give you a good kiss right on the lips.
Kat
Thanks for stopping by the Ao4 Digest!
ReplyDeleteKat is right - a Sibe would definitely goose you. And one like Stormy would laugh at you -- after making sure you're OK. :)
Love,
Ammy (Mom? Can I have an ice cube so my nose is nice and cold?)