When Good Dogs Go Bad
So after all my talk about going in and working versus painting the other day, in the end I stayed home. Good for you! You’re thinking. Well . . .
The ginormous fuzzy offenders
So I am finishing up some chores around the house, still in my lounge wear and slippers. And I trip and fall. It was a stupid reason to fall (as if ever there is a good one.) I was blissfully bustling about the house and I trip over my ginormous slippers. (shown here playing PS2 Jak X Combat Racer) 
These were a gift from my husband last year for Christmas, as my previous bunny slippers had worn completely out. (They looked like they had mange.) Now they were not your usual bunny slippers, oh no. These were like full size, whole-bodied, stuffed bunnies. Adorable when they were new. Kinda skanky towards the end.
So, to my husband’s way of thinking, a new pair of completely non-age appropriate slippers will aid me in letting go of my rabid rabbits. And they did. Unfortunately, these dog slippers are twice the size of the bunny twins. You know . . . like clown feet. Clown feet with large flappy ears that you step on with the other foot and . . . well, you get the idea.
“What I do have is a bruised knee and a bruised ego. I mean seriously I have a small rug burn on my face.”
So anyway I land on my knee, then wrist and finally the part of me that stopped my downward spiral, my face. Uh huh . . . thaaaats right.
As I lay on the floor, seeing stars and wondering if I knocked any teeth out (no, thank God) I begin testing my body to see if anything is broken, because I don’t bounce nearly as well as I used to. (Again no. Huge sigh of relief.)
What I do have is a bruised knee and a bruised ego. I mean seriously I have a small rug burn on my face. My front teeth are a little sore yet, and I probably had a very slight concussion as I was light headed, with a ringing in my ears and a killer headache. Today I feel much better and as I was going to the dr. for my yearly bloodwork anyway, I mentioned it. All is fine. Rest and don’t do any activities which will slosh my brain around for a few days. Sheesh!
So now when people look at my face, (though the burn mark is very small, I just know they are looking at it) I feel that I have to explain that I fell. And because I am just that sort of gal, I tell the truth as to why. I really do feel foolish. I mean why couldn’t it have been something sexy like skydiving or skiing in Aspen. Heck even being thrown from my horse would make me feel less stupid. Alas, such is the way of things.
So have my dogs been sent off to be euthanized? Not yet. I’m thinking perhaps an ear cropping might be in order. Though additional measures may have to be taken.
Oh mona! What a trip you had! I’m glad nothing was broken but good to hear you will take it easy for a few days. If you do have to chop one ear off on the insides, just think it would be in dedication to van gogh : )
Ouch! Freud would say you needed some time off real bad. They are cute slippers — look like they are big St. Bernard’s devouring your feet. Seriously, so glad you seem to not to have any permanent damage. Maybe reserve those puppies for when you only plan to keep your feet propped up in the easy chair?
Finishing my second commission. The one I did of a St. Bernard was well received by the client — I will try to get it on my website sometime today. I may send to an e-mail with some attachments later.
Hope you are resting well — that means no housework chores! Angela
Mona, we love you! Get better!
Hey Thanks for all the well wishes. Honestly I feel pretty stupid about falling.
Melanie Ha! if I do crop ‘em, I’ll be sure to post a pic. Darn dogs. I’m liking the Van Gogh tie in. Though how sad to only have one ear per each.
Angela I had actually thought about the whole Freud thing. I rarely get sick but when I do I think it’s a sign to slow down. But even Freud said “sometimes a banana is just a banana.”
Do send me a pic. Always love to see new work.
Olga Hello!!!!
I actually talk about you in my new post. Hope thats okay? Do you have any images on-line that I can reference?
Oh no! Mona I hope you’re feeling better now. I’m glad I’m not the only one who trips over in style! I actually fell UP our stairs recently. I also wasn’t sure if I had broken anything as I landed quite heavily with my wrist against the edge of the top stair, once I realised I was ok I couldn’t get up again for laughing!
I am, though one tooth is still to tender to eat apples (my favorite treat since becoming diabetic.) The bruising is also better.
Bless you for laughing. I . . . did not laugh.