- Jan 16, 2014
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I was good at doing stuff like that back when I was a fearless 110lb 17 year old.
Nowadays I'm 55 pounds heavier and significantly less agile.
Hey, I've seen other photos of you-- remember? You look to be one of those guys who makes Lurch look short!
So, while I can't even imagine you and I even being cross with one another, when I force myself to try what I see is this:
I come at you, and you just plop one hand on my forehead to hold me in place, and leave me to swing wildly-- but completely unable to even touch you! Meanwhile, I'm cussin' a blue streak...
See, I've been there before. When I was about nine, I had a favorite cousin who was about four years older than me, and it amused him to find I'd be willing to fight him anyway 'cause I was a little hothead at that point in my life.
So, he'd find a way to really, really piss me off-- and I'd go after him. But, I always ended up with him with his hand on my noggin, laughing his ass off at my baffled fury...
It was a fate worse than a clear-cut defeat. At least when you get your ass kicked, you can say that you actually got in a fight.
This other shit? Man, it leaves you feeling like you ain't exactly qualified to get in a fight!
So: no way are we gonna fight. That shit is just TOO humiliating, and I'm pretty sure that's just how things would work out!
I'm pretty sure you're a Spitfire of a gal, regardless of what living's done to you.I was the same size from age 13 to age 37. And from that point on I've been 15-20 lb lighter due to my pancreatitis.
I'm pretty sure you're a Spitfire of a gal, regardless of what living's done to you.
I really do wish we were closer because I'd love to meet your menagerie (Cats, birds and horse, if I'm correct?) and share some time chatting in person.
I also have a dog, who might be mistaken for a velociraptor lol. You wouldn't want to meet her though.
You're welcome to try, but honestly I wouldn't recommend it
Female dog, yeah, trust takes some time, no such thing as instant friends, I think I get it.
Give her some hugs from me.
I took a male friend with me when I went to see her at the breeder's because I wanted to see how she was with both a strange woman and a strange man. She did like me right away but she was not horrible to him at all. She just really ignored him. Then 2 days after I got her my ex husband tried to break a window to get into the house. And ever since then I have not been able to trust her with anyone but me. I tried like hell too to find a trainer who specialized in aggressive dogs and none would take her.