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That weren't no pinecone like i ever smelled before...

So, I dont want to tell this story.. but im gonna tell it anyway because I lack that filter that says "hey thats a bad idea dont do it" maybe i have that filter but its broken cuz kinda.. a little part of me is telling me "dont do it!!!" but a bigger part of me is saying wtf.. let's post it and see what happens..
So.. namana wanted to go outside for a while today and we let him. He wanted to stay out a while and we let him do that too.. But it was nearing time for the neighbor to leave for work and we had to get him inside cuz those shit eating dogs that did this to him would follow the neighbor up the road when she left and poor namana would have been a sitting duck. SO We wanted to get him in an upright position and slip a towel around him and pick up the towel rather than just grab him up.. (it seemed more gentle and less painful to his wounds.) Well He didn't want to get up, so I tell chris.. Let me go get some food and water and sit it just far enough away that he has to sit up to reach it.. SO I did that..
Now.. when i tell you this next part please know that it was 3:30am, dark outside, and I still have one bad eye... Also its important that you know that our yard is slap full of pine trees. My papa planted those suckers here many moons ago with a plan to sell the lumber one day.. Well now would be a good day. Id say there are 30 pine trees on my little acre and a half. SO.. all thinsg considered.. darkness, 3:30 am and half asleep-ness, and bad eyes.. When I went to sit the bowl of water down, I saw this "pinecone" where I was trying to sit the water down at.. and I thought id just push it out of the way with my index finger.... Well it wasnt until that pinecone got under my finger nail, and the smell started climbing up into my nose that I realize that that pine cone was made out of dog shit.. SO here I sit three hand washings later, still sniffing my finger just to make sure I got it all, holding up that index finger like it cant ever be allowed to touch anything else again. and planning a real good story for hubby in the morning as to why he needs t run to dollar general and replace his toothbrush that I used as a nail brush... But Namana is inside and all else is right with the world, so imma wash the hands one more again and call it a night.. peace out homies..

melissa

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That weren't no pinecone like i ever smelled before...

So, I dont want to tell this story.. but im gonna tell it anyway because I lack that filter that says "hey thats a bad idea dont do it" maybe i have that filter but its broken cuz kinda.. a little part of me is telling me "dont do it!!!" but a bigger part of me is saying wtf.. let's post it and see what happens..
So.. namana wanted to go outside for a while today and we let him. He wanted to stay out a while and we let him do that too.. But it was nearing time for the neighbor to leave for work and we had to get him inside cuz those shit eating dogs that did this to him would follow the neighbor up the road when she left and poor namana would have been a sitting duck. SO We wanted to get him in an upright position and slip a towel around him and pick up the towel rather than just grab him up.. (it seemed more gentle and less painful to his wounds.) Well He didn't want to get up, so I tell chris.. Let me go get some food and water and sit it just far enough away that he has to sit up to reach it.. SO I did that..
Now.. when i tell you this next part please know that it was 3:30am, dark outside, and I still have one bad eye... Also its important that you know that our yard is slap full of pine trees. My papa planted those suckers here many moons ago with a plan to sell the lumber one day.. Well now would be a good day. Id say there are 30 pine trees on my little acre and a half. SO.. all thinsg considered.. darkness, 3:30 am and half asleep-ness, and bad eyes.. When I went to sit the bowl of water down, I saw this "pinecone" where I was trying to sit the water down at.. and I thought id just push it out of the way with my index finger.... Well it wasnt until that pinecone got under my finger nail, and the smell started climbing up into my nose that I realize that that pine cone was made out of dog shit.. SO here I sit three hand washings later, still sniffing my finger just to make sure I got it all, holding up that index finger like it cant ever be allowed to touch anything else again. and planning a real good story for hubby in the morning as to why he needs t run to dollar general and replace his toothbrush that I used as a nail brush... But Namana is inside and all else is right with the world, so imma wash the hands one more again and call it a night.. peace out homies..
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