Chubby the Corgi sittin’ in a tree…
This angelic dog.
Over the weekend, this angelic dog rammed into my face while we were playing tug-of-war, leaving two huge bloody gashes on the bridge of my nose. There was such a loud crack on impact that I thought the nose had broken. What’s worse is that this evil ham RAN AWAY immediately after it happened (my friend called it a hit and run). I found him lying on a rug in another room and picked him up. He was completely limp in my arms and wouldn’t look me in the eye. Me and my poor battered nose then had to comfort Chubby because he looked so depressed about the whole thing.
(Right before the incident I was thinking about all the things I would have never experienced were it not for Chubby. Now I can add getting punched in the face to the list.)