Monday, November 28, 2011
I know I use these pages to bitch about Friz a lot……
Well, let’s just go ahead and beat a dead horse, then, shall we?
Friz is one of those people who you simply can’t talk to until she’s had her first morning cup of coffee. She is just completely unresponsive until she’s had her caffeine fix. After all these years, that’s about the ONLY thing I have been able to figure out about her.
But I would STILL like to think that there are SOME things that might be able to shake her out of her morning coma….
Yesterday, I woke up all bleary-eyed and descended our stairs so I could take the devil-puppy outside for his morning poo-poo. As I’ve mentioned in the past, we have installed a 3 foot high fence that runs across the length of our house, and is currently the only thing that keeps the peace in our home between our puppy and our cat.
Now, we’ve had this pup for 2 months now, so I have learned to live with having to high vault over the fence in order to get into the kitchen. But yesterday, at 8A.M and with sleep still in my eyes, I didn’t quite make it. I got halfway over the gate, when I slipped and my hey-nanny-nanny came crashing down on the gate. It probably would have been quite funny, if not for the fact that it just fucking happened TO ME!
Anyway, I’m writhing in pain on the floor, waiting for the commotion I just made to bring Friz over to help me.
When I’m finally able to open my eyes and see through my tears, what do I spy with my little eye?
Friz, with her back still to me, sitting on her little breakfast swivel stool nonchalantly still sipping her morning coffee.
Without even turning around to look at me, I hear “You ok?”
Then she takes another swig of her coffee.
For FUCK’S SAKE, I could be jetting blood out of my jugular by the time she deems my life worthy enough to swivel 90 fucking degrees to see if I’m still alive or not!
I would SOOOO not do that to HER, if SHE was the one who happened to trip over the fence….
Unless of course, I was in the middle of a game of Call of Duty.
But that’s different. The fate of the Free World could be at stake!
War is Hell, man…..
Scrawled by Slyde at 11/28/2011 02:42:00 PM