I can't believe I actually have a post to go with this title! This post is dedicated to our friends Chris & Susan, who came up with that silly phrase amongst much laughter. I figured I'd have to really str-e-t-c-h to make it fit, but...
There is nothing like the shock of an 8 pound, furry missle flying past your head at 7:30 am. This morning, when the alarm went off, it apparently scared Cider, who, as Kennan himself put it, "springboarded off my [Kennan's] face." I'm laughing as I type this, not because I'm heartless, but because it's funny in retrospect. At the time it was pretty startling.
So Kennan now has a long, magenta scratch across his face, starting under his left eye and ending somewhere in his eyebrow. Hence the title. The good news is, it didn't seem to damage the eye permanently, Kennan got to sleep in (to "let it heal," he told me), and I have to say my husband looks pretty hot with pink eyeliner! A bit lopsided, though.
Maybe Newton can finish the job tomorrow morning.
Maybe not.
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Be certain to come up with something better than "the cat did it while I was sleeping." Start out with, "I was in the Colleseum when they released the tigers . . . " and build from there.
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