so i had debatably the weirdest saturday of my life a couple days ago...
ok, so i'm gonna skip the beginning, cuz it was just some typical fun band geek shtuffs, which i'm sure would bore you. except that part when the buses were going back to the park and we all witnessed a car accident in which a band alumnus was driving from the park and got t-boned by another, resulting in all the current band kids watching as his car flipped over (both parties from the accident are doing well, in case you were concerned). so that was interesting. otherwise though, the morning was pretty uninteresting.
the evening, however; that was a thrill. it started with my mom texting me that my dog was staggering around like a drunken sailor (not her words, but hey, i'm juicin it up). i, freaking out about my baby as any dog-lover would, hurried home to check out the situation. so my dog was twitching more than usual an staggering about the house tryin to come and sit on my lap. i hold her for a little while and realize that my arm is wet. my first thought is, damnit she peed. but it didn't stink (yes, i did sniff it. sue me for being curious!) i pick my dog up at that point, and show her to my mom. "Mom, tia's sweating." i know what you're all thinking; dogs don't sweat. when she reminded me of this, i pointed out, "well she's leaking somehow!" as illogical as it may sound, the next thought that came outta my mouth was, "oh my god, it's the immaculate conception! mom, do you think tia's having puppies?!"
lemme explain that. uh, when i learned about the birth of christ as a kid, i learned that outta nowhere, mary got impregnated. therefore, as a kid, i thought that ANYONE could get pregnant if god wanted, and that everytime i had a stomach ache, i must be having a baby! yeah, that weird religious fear of mine returned when i saw my dog leaking water...
my mom pointed out that that was ridiculous, but that didn't stop the fact that my dog had water coming outta her butt and settling all over her fur (and the couch, the bed, blankets, my arm)
then, as if to make me freak out more, her eyes start rolling into the back of her head!
suddenly, i heard someone in my front yard. i heard the door jiggle, and assumed it was my dad. this theory was disproven when there was a loud bang in the backyard and a ladder fell. yes, as my dog was potentially dying, someone actually tried to break into my house!
luckily, no one died, we called the cops (the attempted theif ran off when all the lights in the house came on, i guess, as he was not found) and today i find myself laughing at how ridiculous my weekend was.
anyways, i still haven't taken my dog to the vet, but she hasn't been experiencing any of those symptoms anymore. it's creepy. i think she was possessed. then again, this theory is coming from a kid who watches way too many horror movies, so...
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