I will stop giggling later
I had my laugh for the night at around two-thirty in the morning. Some idiot was racing his not-so-quiet motorcycle up and down the street. He forgot one thing…Roads, which have been dry for a long time and are suddenly wet, are slippery. He made a u-turn in front of my yard, the motorcycle went one way, and he went another. I saw him land on his feet as the motorcycle jumped out from under him and landed on its side.
I couldn’t stop laughing and I had to rush Patty inside before I collapsed. Then, while trying to keep a straight face, I went out the front door and asked Mr. Keneival if he was okay. He was. I went back inside and giggled like a fool for a while.
If he’d been injured, I would’ve called for aid. As it was, he was more embarrassed knowing someone had seen the incident than anything else.
I wish I had it on video—it was priceless.
Posted on July 29, 2011, in Misc and tagged Bones, Bull Terriers, Care giving, Caregiver, Dead, Disability, Doggoned, Life, MS, Multiple Sclerosis, Post A Day, Post A Day 2011. Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.