I'm a quick healer, jr.

I walked Buckeye, Whiskey (again) and Harley yesterday at the Humane Society of Greater Dayton in the not-so-greater part of town, but at least they have a place. The latter two had recently had degenderizing surgery, so there wasn't a lot of sitting during our walks. Lots of lying in the grass and getting licked, though (I was the lickee). Unfortunately, Buckeye was a puller and was determined to chase down and eat any truck that drove by. During one attempted lunge, he pulled me into a hole in the ground, and my ankle (the one not injured Monday, mind you) turned over and down with a resounding double pop.

So now I'm limping on both legs, which actually looks more like someone doing the Bunny Hop. I'm thinking of bringing along jump ropes wherever I go so I don't look so silly.