I was out in an
apartment complex on my way to an appointment that we had set up, walking along
the way, I hear a loud bark, I turned around and I saw the biggest, meanest
looking, most crazy eyed, blood thirsty, vicious Chihuahua! And it was coming
straight at me. I didn’t think much of it and kept walking when the crazy
little thing bit me right on the right leg (I felt it, real leg) that sucker
hurt and I got pretty angry at the little rat. I moved toward the rat to punt
it over the fence when it ran away and I could not get to it. I thought to
myself “gees why did the stupid dog have to bite me and above all why did it
have to choose the leg that I would feel!"
When Eric was telling me that he only had 9 more transfers
to go, … well I had to figure out when he would be coming home. I mentioned in my email what date I figured
out and he told me to “Stop it right now!”
I know he loves his mission and does not want time to speed up, but I am
sure looking forward to the special day in July!! J
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