I watched a movie tonight that made me sad. For silly reasons I guess. It was The Switch with Jennifer Aniston and Jason Bateman. Jason B is being an uncle/dad to Jennifer A’s kid (but he really is the actual dad but he hasn’t told her yet…you need to watch.) Anyway, she calls while out of town and he has to go and pick up the kids from school and de-louse the kid. That made me remember when my brother was living out here in CA with me (he was 10 I think) and his school (private so small enough to panic all of the parents quickly!) had an outbreak of lice. So I brought him home after buying everything in the store to delouse and washed his hair with the special shampoo and comb and washed everything single thing we owned in the house. And we laughed about how stupid it was (but I was paranoid!) He didn’t have lice so yay – it worked. I guess I would be a decent Mom even to little humans. Sometimes.
But anyway, I got sad. Remembering. Weird trigger that’s for sure.
Then all of a sudden I heard the huskies barking. Loudly. They don’t do that often. I had taken my boot off to watch the movie and as soon as I heard the barks I jumped up and hopped to the window to see them. They weren’t up front. Crap. I remembered that I have the back door open which means back yard. That meant they were out back. Which means they likely saw skunks. NO! I cannot deal with deskunking a dog by myself on 1 good leg! Or worse – them getting a critter (raccoon, cat, etc.)
I hopped to the stairs, slid down them on my butt, hopped to the back deck and then outside. They were on the lower back deck looking and barking at something. I called and called them. They were not listening. This means critter. I hopped down to the lower deck and corralled them. By the time I started to hop back up stairs with them my ankle was hurting a LOT. As well as my right leg, knee and arms from the hopping. Uh-oh. I need the good leg! I finally got up to the sofa. Rested a bit. Pressed start on my 2nd movie and cursed the little rat bastards. Angelus did end up with a bite/scratch on his nose. I didn’t see it right away but when I brought him in for sleepy time, I saw a spot on his nose from a distance. Then saw it was blood when he got closer. Sigh. Cleaned it with antibiotic wash. He seems fine and likely annoyed he didn’t get revenge on the critter that did that to him. But I’ll stress about it until it heals. *grumblsnarfgrrfracknberry*
But I wasn’t sad anymore. Tired. In a pretty decent amount of pain. Annoyed. But not sad.
They are pretty crafty little guys. :)
8:52 pm on May 1st, 2011
I have to be honest with you – i started watching that movie and had to stop – I like Jason Bateman and Jennifer Aniston – but the movies she’s been in lately have sucked I think.
Your huskies are def. crafty! And I hope you’re feeling better tomorrow!
9:15 pm on May 1st, 2011
I thought Jason Bateman & Jeff Goldblum (especially) were funny. Jen played the same character that she always plays.
But it was waaaay better than “How Do You Know” which was my 2nd movie last night. Awful. Stay away!
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