dear getting bit diary,
well that pretty much does it for me and i know he didn't give me all he's got either. he showed restraint. i could feel him pulling back off me before he really tore into me. in fact, he never broke through, but it wouldn't have taken but a stitch longer and things would have been totally different. he turned to the unibomber's favorite stocking hat and now it is destroyed and gone- leaving in the once a week garbage pick up this afternoon, but i am telling you, the teeth marks in my hand were there for a while. it all started when he rolled his head up in the window and my switch wont roll it down anymore, so i had to reach under him to roll it down and when he pulled his head back inside- it was all my fault he'd damn near strangled himself once AGAIN, and i guess it really was since i hadn't locked the windows- but his dumb ass rolled it up so i don't wanna hear it. it was my hand and i was trying to drive and there was a cop behind me and now he wants to challenge- no- this dog wanted to fight-me over the unibomber's favorite stocking hat. what a fucking mess. the hat lost. it got shredded into a ball of yarn and disposed of quickly and quietly upon arrival. i wasn't pulled over for erratic driving, fortunately, and the grump did not need a crash cart for his crushed windpipe or any other further medical attention. as far as the almost severe 'mock' bite to my hand, i dunno what to think about that. i am just sure those tiny little tooth indentations on my skin were to serve more than a warning. maybe an outline for a helmet tattoo or even something more.
well that pretty much does it for me and i know he didn't give me all he's got either. he showed restraint. i could feel him pulling back off me before he really tore into me. in fact, he never broke through, but it wouldn't have taken but a stitch longer and things would have been totally different. he turned to the unibomber's favorite stocking hat and now it is destroyed and gone- leaving in the once a week garbage pick up this afternoon, but i am telling you, the teeth marks in my hand were there for a while. it all started when he rolled his head up in the window and my switch wont roll it down anymore, so i had to reach under him to roll it down and when he pulled his head back inside- it was all my fault he'd damn near strangled himself once AGAIN, and i guess it really was since i hadn't locked the windows- but his dumb ass rolled it up so i don't wanna hear it. it was my hand and i was trying to drive and there was a cop behind me and now he wants to challenge- no- this dog wanted to fight-me over the unibomber's favorite stocking hat. what a fucking mess. the hat lost. it got shredded into a ball of yarn and disposed of quickly and quietly upon arrival. i wasn't pulled over for erratic driving, fortunately, and the grump did not need a crash cart for his crushed windpipe or any other further medical attention. as far as the almost severe 'mock' bite to my hand, i dunno what to think about that. i am just sure those tiny little tooth indentations on my skin were to serve more than a warning. maybe an outline for a helmet tattoo or even something more.