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This is what happens when Ruby sees a field of cows and decides to jump out a car going 40MPH so she can attack. She was staying with my family during moving and my uncle took her with him one day. Her new nickname, besides Roadrash Ruby (which is an excellent roller derby name), is Lucky because there was a semi behind him that could've killed her, not to mention the broken bones she could've recieved. She ended up with road rash on her haunches and all the skin gone from the tops of her hind feet. She's on puppy heroin, but doing well considering. And the Cone of Shame is to stay on until the vet says so because she won't stop licking her road rash and chewing her feet. She looks so sad and funny, her cone wobbling when she walks and bumping into the ground when she tries to sniff.
That said, we're done moving. Finally. I averaged 2 hours of sleep a day over a 3 day period just trying to get everything taken care of at the apartment. My house is fantastic. We're slowly unpacking. I have nice big windows in the living room and bedroom. I have room in my kitchen for a table and chairs! I'm now on the hunt for cheap patio furniture so that I can take advantage of the beautiful fall weather and enjoy breakfast on the porch.
The first time my sister came over to the house she saw my patio and said, "You could cover this and have naked time. You could cover the entire fence with fabric and have a naked party."
And how have you been?