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Dec. 28th, 2004 09:54 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
cabbitzillaAnd of course, it had to be Jake. *sigh*
I rolled out of bed this morn, hit the bathroom, then went downstairs to feed the cats. In the process of scooping up the bowls, I lost my balance and crashed to the floor... beaning Jake in the head with one of the two bowls I had in my hands. The other shot across the room and ricocheted off the fridge; it'll have be replaced, as it only partially survived. A trip to Petsmart or something is now on the blocks for today.
Jake, meanwhile, shot out of the kitchen like a little black and white bullet, and down the basement steps. I don't imagine he touched many of the steps, given that he was in full flight panic - if something six times your size and ten times your mass crashed to the ground next to you and smacked you in the head with something hard, you'd probably run like hell as well. *sigh*
I rolled out of bed this morn, hit the bathroom, then went downstairs to feed the cats. In the process of scooping up the bowls, I lost my balance and crashed to the floor... beaning Jake in the head with one of the two bowls I had in my hands. The other shot across the room and ricocheted off the fridge; it'll have be replaced, as it only partially survived. A trip to Petsmart or something is now on the blocks for today.
Jake, meanwhile, shot out of the kitchen like a little black and white bullet, and down the basement steps. I don't imagine he touched many of the steps, given that he was in full flight panic - if something six times your size and ten times your mass crashed to the ground next to you and smacked you in the head with something hard, you'd probably run like hell as well. *sigh*
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Date: 2004-12-28 06:47 pm (UTC)