My dog has done the grossest thing he could possibly do, besides eating his own poop (which he doesn't do, thank goodness). Okay, so he was scratching on the glass door to get in, and I noticed that he had something grey and black in his mouth. I thought it was a piece of cloth that we had outside, so when I opened the door just enough so that he could hear me and I told him to drop it. Instead, he sucked it up so it went farther into his mouth. I was afraid he might accidentally swallow it and choke on it, so I forced his mouth open. It was then that I noticed that the piece of cloth had teeth. And paws. It was a pocket gopher. As you can imagine, this grossed me out immensely, so I yelled, "Eew Jake, spit it out!!!" and whacked him on the back of the head, because that always works to make him spit things out. He ran out onto the back porch and dropped it. Then I made him go inside and I put Bobette's flip-flops on. I grabbed a stick and poked it to see if it was still alive. It was all squishy, like it had no backbone, and it smelled like a combination of dog breath and road kill. It was rancid! Then I picked it up with the stick, carried it to the fire pit and left it there. I threw the stick in there too! After I went back inside I spent the next five minutes lecturing Jake on why he couldn't bring dead pocket gophers into the house. You probably would have laughed if you were there to watch.
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Anyhoo, in other news, my friends who live three hours away from us (I'll call them the O'Neils) visited us on their way to Montana. I hadn't seen them in two years, so I was really pleased! My good friend Patrick O'Neil and I went to the monthly swing dance. Sadly, Emileesings was working at the fair, and AJ was in Oregon, so they couldn't come. But M and her sister "N" were there, so they got to meet him. I got M to dance twice, but N wouldn't budge (she kept saying that she has a boyfriend). And poor Patrick was so sleepy that he only danced twice - both times with me. But he said he still had fun watching everyone else do the fancy moves, so I'm glad! Also, last Saturday, I got Miyazaki's version of "Howl's Moving Castle" at the library, but when I went to watch it, the first disk was missing! I was ticked! Bobette is going to complain today on her way home from bringing Bob back from karate.
Well, I should go now, I'm working on a manga! Toodles!
~The Crazy Hyper Teen:3
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