19 June, 2009


so er...
not quite sure how to put this. so i will just say it

i ran over maude. with the mountain bike. twice (i.e. with both wheels). a week after the turd had her reproductive organs ripped out.

before anyone says i am a bad mommy ("you are not taking our kids out on a stroller")

this is how it went. twas a lovely june day. j and i thought we would have a NICE
family outing in the sprawling park near home and give turd her first real run since
the op. i suggested taking the bikes. oh turdy was up for it! running ahead. leaps and bounds. ecstatic. reminded me a bit of the hounds of maremma, always lurching at the cars. it was by that rationale that i figured that turdy would in fact not wind up under the wheels.
i guess i was wrong.
j was utterly traumatized
i got the nervous giggles
maude bounced right back up and fit as a fiddle trotted out in front. tail between legs. but by the looks of things, unblemished.
i limped home. in breaking i destroyed my thumb in the style of maremma fainting travesty. on return, dutifully called doctor who assured me there were no risks of internal bleeding and imminent death.

five hail maries and a couple hundred our fathers, i feel much better.


sxg said...

oh, pffft.
maude is made of sterner stuff.

the nervous giggles make their reappearance!

Lady V said...

that hound will outlive us all!

love the thought of you three gambolling in the park, family fun day out. you can babysit my kids anytime....

MicNic said...

The RSPCA coming over next week

MicNic said...

if she dont stop barking I'll run the bitch over myself.....
oooh did I say that?

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TheFastestIndian said...

I condemn you all.

Tom said...

Poor old sausage! Next time please run over the horrid Maremma curs.