I'm never buying another truck.

Dec 22, 2004 08:10

So, I wake up at 6:45 this morning to my phone ringing. Shrug it off, go back to sleep. It rings again immediately, and this time I yell at it, ignore it, then try to go back to sleep. It rings a third time (I'm talking three back-to-back calls here) and I bolt out of bed, figuring it must be something serious. I see it's from my parents' house... one of them must be on the way to the hospital.

Not the case.

The dog got sprayed by a skunk and they needed me to come in my truck to transport him to the dog groomers.

It's Christmas break and I am wide awake with an hour and a half of experience points already under my belt at 8:10 in the morning.

This is the same dog who got his collar snagged on the dishwasher rack and went flailing across the house with the whole thing hanging from his neck. I'm off to the Valley to pick up my sister. Then the family will be all together for christmas!
Previous post Next post
Up