Bark Bark

Yesterday I learned that if I eat my lunch a half hour early and then go running before my afternoon snack, so as to avoid getting caught in dangerous thunderstorms, I'll make myself sick. I had to stop running at one point because I was having heart palpitations. Not good.

Ooo, and then there was a little old lady walking a little old doggie and I said "Aren't you a cute doggie?"

And the little bastard bit me! Right in the calf. It didn't break the skin but I've got a lump with an angry red dot in the middle of it surrounded by a nice bruise. The little old lady said her dog didn't have any teeth. Um, clearly he had at least one.