...about last night...

Or about tonight, it's been a shitty day, and I drank Rum when I got home...not proud, but it's the truth.

Also about tonight...you know that saying, "when mama ain't happy, ain't nobody happy."  Ummm...at my house it's this:  "When Taya ain't happy, ain't nobody happy."

Also about tonight, thank you "Daniel Tiger's Neighborhood" for like 20 minutes of quiet.

Oh yeah, about last night...

It started out like this:

I was just hanging out with the girls.  It was a wee bit  really chilly out (hence blanket and Uggs), and we were out by the ever so popular dirt pile and trailer that the girls like to play on.  I was chatting on the phone with my sissy, Julie, when my friend Amy came in the yard with her two labs for a friendly chat.  It was dusk and not so easy to see out in the field, but we quickly saw my little white buddy (aka 8 pound maltese/schnoodle, who really knows what the heck he is???) run up to the labs, like he was really something next to those labs.  So, I quickly scooped him up and resumed my chat.  When, out of nowhere (or, the dusk, or somewhere) came LC, our 9 year old shepard-beagle mix.  And, Dori (the black lab) was not appreciative, and the girls (or bitches, because technically, that's what they are, and let's be honest, um, territorial girl dogs are bitches) began to fight.  Not just a little fight, but a full-fledged all-on girl dog-fight.

On the outside, I'm sure it was humorous.  Girl one, in her dress clothes ('cause she was too lazy to change) and Uggs (that matched not at all) holding a little white dog in one arm while rapidly flailing the Lion King blanket, that had previously been used for keeping warm, at the dog fight while hitting Girl two in the face more than she was actually hitting the fighting dogs.  Girl two, in appropriate after work clothes, trying to hold back two labs (who collectively weigh more than she does).  Add in a lot of curse words and two screaming girls on a trailer, a lot of screaming from Girl one and Girl two, a lot of running around the field and heavy breathing, and you have a pretty humorous scene.

However, at the end, it wasn't so humorous.  Dori (the black lab), was bleeding a lot from her ear and laying in the field, not getting up.  LC (the GS mix) was running back home to find her Daddy, and Daisy (the yellow lab) really wasn't sure what the hell had just happened, but was perky as ever!  As for Girl one and Girl two, we were wore the hell out!!!

And our girls looked like this:

LC, after Daddy took her to the Vet to inspect her wounds...

And...

Dori, after her mama gave her a bath...

And that was our night.  It was a wee bit stressful, a wee bit emotional, but all turned out OK.  :)

And then, I had a really shitty day, but that's another story!!!