So I went to Parker's school today to help out with the Johnny Appleseed party. While there, her teacher, Ms. Raup said, "So Christie I hear you're an artist." My reply, "An artist. Oh no not me." Ms. Raup, "Oh Parker told the class that her mom is an artist". So when Parker got back from recess I asked, "Parker why did you tell everyone mommy is an artist." Her reply, "Because you fix my hair so pretty for school." So a readily agree, "I guess that does kinda make me an artist."
Second story. I walk with my neighbor every night Jesse is not on call. Last night, at the end of our walk, we decided to walk around our block to end it off. When we got to the top of the hill, I hear this charging sound and the next thing I know I have a huge (okay somewhat huge) golden lab jump right on my back at full speed. Well over my screaming Jane yells, "Christie stop screaming and don't run" The next thing I know the dog has turned its enthusiastic nature on Jane. What the dog doesn't know is that Jane watches the Dog Whisperer and quickly had control of the situation. I was amazed. She was truly in control. If I'd have been myself I'd most likely still be curled up in a ball at the top of the hill. Bad Dog! Bad Dog! 
I assure you, while the owner of my alleged attacker claims that he is only a puppy, he was much, much bigger than this.
2 comments:
You know I love dogs, but a strange dog and at night can be scary. Glad it was just a very friendly pup.
I love the art mom story. I am definetely not a strange dog fan, I would've freaked!
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