cthulhusmittens

I like saving Shadow's ass. It gives me a very buddy cop feel, it's like we're a Lethal Weapon movie that I can stand watching.

So I wake up feeling better but lacking a little, so I resign myself to a little Shadow time and some toast. My dog is nowhere to be found in the house, but the gate on the deck is open. Shit, I've seen this movie before.

I head out onto the deck to Sherlock Holmes this junk. I look around a bit, then see a black shape moving maybe 100 yards to the left of the house. That black shape just happens to be my lovably retarded dog rooting through leaves, I say his name and even at 100 yards he picks his head up, perks his ears and looks at me, I love that about dogs. For once in his life he listens to me and runs right over, well, not before thinking he ran run straight to me without using the stairs. My dog's not good with pathfinding. So, it turns out that Penny put him out on his leash because she's afraid to walk him. Well, she put the leash on the wrong part of his collar, and Shadow bent it into a STRAIGHT FUCKING LINE with his superdog strength. Or Tard Strength, whatever you want to call it.

Crisis averted, I now have a very cold dog who's stupid and likes toast. He however has lost his "Hey I don't have rabies, I swear" and "Hi, My name is Shadow and this is my contact information" tags. Better than "Hi, this is my dog with only one *insert appendage name here*" I guess. Though if Shadow only had one eye, I'd totally get him an eyepatch. Curse him for having fur, becuase he needs tattoos.