I have had a severe cough with chest congestion for the past two weeks. As usual I have done nothing to cure this condition and it has gotten to the point of coughing until I become dizzy.
This evening some friends came over to chat and we were cracking jokes and talking bad about Vick. Anyway, as I was heading into the kitchen someone said something that made me start laughing hysterically, but the laugh turned into a cough and before I knew it I had blacked out and hit the kitchen floor. I went down slow and it seemed very surreal.
Anyway, my loving dog Mister likes to stretch out on the kitchen floor to nap. The tile is cool and feels good to his fur covered body. Well, when I took a spill I landed on his leg and he wheeled around from a dead sleep and bit me in the arm.
Everyone in the house was laughing their ass off, my girlfriend included. I tried to get up but realized it was futile so I just sat there staring at the bite wound on my arm while my friends are in stitches.
After 20 seconds are so Mister gave me an apologetic lick on the face and I told him he was, "a good boy for doing it, being it, and seeing it."
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