Sunday, November 08, 2009

When nature attacks...

Bad Nature.

Last night, Haskell EXPLODED in through his doggie door with a look of terrified horror on his face. He was only on thee legs – hopping hurriedly towards us. The source of his fear was adhered to his back left paw. Panicking, he urgently presented his paw to Trevor – squeaking with urgency.

Help! Help!

The problem? A leaf had gotten stuck to his lower leg.

Trevor, laughing hysterically, watched as the leaf detached from Haskell’s paw and fell – rather anticlimactically – to the living room floor.

Please remember that this dog survived on the streets for eight months before I found him.

Poor Haskell.


Grammy Pammy said...

"Haskell, the Terri-fied"

JLR said...

Oh, poor baby! I'm laughing as I write this, but I DO feel bad for the little guy.

RR said...

Haskell! I love him. What a great dog. Thanks for sharing and making me laugh.

Deals On Wheels said...

Anytime. He's so sweet. Just not the brightest crayon. And definitely NOT made for a life on the streets.