Tomorrow is the day I killed a dog. A cute fluffy one. I blogged about it. Obviously. But I want you to know that the post is very dramatic and it was a really hard day for me. I still run by that spot and see a white flash of fluff in a wheel well and hear the deadening thump. But you should also know I called my brother right after that incident and here is how the conversation went.
"I killed a dog."
"Yep..."
"No REALLY I KILLED IT! It ran after me while I was jogging and got hit by a car! It was awful."
"YOU'RE AN AWFUL PERSON AND A MURDERER!!"
"You think so?"
At which point he started laughing so hard he choked, which I interpret as God's judgment.
In hindsight, I have let go a lot of guilt about this, because, well it's not like I had bacon strapped to my running shorts or anything.
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Anniversary of the death of an anonymous puppy
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Let it go Lyz...that's SO not your fault. SO NOT! I can't believe that's been a year already.
It has been a year already! I just told someone that story a few weeks ago. Only such an event could happen to you, my friend.
I must indeed agree with my pal, Zach. And I am laughing and no choking can be heard... ...mostly because I am alone in my apartment, still, no choking can be heard!
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