Ok...I am still a little embarrassed by this...but I figured that if I could laugh about it, maybe someone else could also:
Yesterday was a pretty rough day for me...I hadnt gotten much sleep the night before, and I was really dragging. All I wanted was to go home, get in my pajamas and curl up in front of the tv and relax......oh, no, not me.
I decided to take a bubble bath when I got home. Apparently, that was my first mistake
I forgot to grab the cordless, and I had the music so loud in the bathroom, I never heard it ring. This sends my husband into a panicked frenzy(he has class until 10:00pm on Wednesday nights), because he knew I wasnt feeling well. He calls my sister, and gets her all worried. She calls me, I am out of the bath, and I talk to her, and I call and calm my husband down.
Well, Smudge must have gotten a hold of some pretty bad catnip or something because she was HYPER. I mean H-Y-P-E-R. She starts fighting Samantha playfully. Samantha is old. She doesnt want to play, so they start fighting. Little Miss hears it, and jumps in the middle of it, and all of the sudden, my living room is nothing but a typhoon of fur.
My siberian husky, Bjourne, had been in there eating a bone, and they ran him over like an out of control buzzsaw!!! He jumped up and barked...and I guess somewhere, between the jump and the bark, they turned and started fighting with him. I was in my bedroom in the back...and when I finally realized what was going on, it only took a nanosecond for that to transpire, Bjourne was their target.
So, I run down the hallway, and get to the kitchen and WHAM!!!!!!! I slipped in water that had gotten spilled. I hit my right knee hard, then my hip, cut my hand, and whacked my face on the kitchen chair. I broke my hips once, I really wasnt trying to do it again. So, now I am crying
I guess the sound of my body banging along the kitchen floor must have been what they needed to knock it off, because every last one of them, even my fish, were looking at me wide eyed. Bjourne came over and laid down beside me. It really hurt...and I am not wimp, or anything, and I have a pretty high tolerance for pain after I already fractured my hips on both sides, but that really did hurt.
In the meantime, my husband comes in, and sees the living room in total disaray, and I am in the kitchen sniffling
He comes and helps me up, and we survey the damage. My knee is a lovely array of colors...from light pink, to red, to blue to deep purple. My face didnt bruise, but my hip did, and the cut on my hand wasnt that bad. So, I just wanted to get up and disappear....
But my husband kept chuckling about it. I didnt think it was funny.
I feel like I have been in a fight...and lost.
Has anyone else been injured because of their pets??? Maybe it will make me feel a little bit better.
I hope you at least got a chuckle. For once..I wasnt just being clumsy.
Yesterday was a pretty rough day for me...I hadnt gotten much sleep the night before, and I was really dragging. All I wanted was to go home, get in my pajamas and curl up in front of the tv and relax......oh, no, not me.
I decided to take a bubble bath when I got home. Apparently, that was my first mistake
Well, Smudge must have gotten a hold of some pretty bad catnip or something because she was HYPER. I mean H-Y-P-E-R. She starts fighting Samantha playfully. Samantha is old. She doesnt want to play, so they start fighting. Little Miss hears it, and jumps in the middle of it, and all of the sudden, my living room is nothing but a typhoon of fur.
My siberian husky, Bjourne, had been in there eating a bone, and they ran him over like an out of control buzzsaw!!! He jumped up and barked...and I guess somewhere, between the jump and the bark, they turned and started fighting with him. I was in my bedroom in the back...and when I finally realized what was going on, it only took a nanosecond for that to transpire, Bjourne was their target.
So, I run down the hallway, and get to the kitchen and WHAM!!!!!!! I slipped in water that had gotten spilled. I hit my right knee hard, then my hip, cut my hand, and whacked my face on the kitchen chair. I broke my hips once, I really wasnt trying to do it again. So, now I am crying
In the meantime, my husband comes in, and sees the living room in total disaray, and I am in the kitchen sniffling
I feel like I have been in a fight...and lost.
Has anyone else been injured because of their pets??? Maybe it will make me feel a little bit better.
I hope you at least got a chuckle. For once..I wasnt just being clumsy.