that's right my friends. peeing machine, pissing (literallly LOL) off mom machine wango is now a certified moth catcher and tormentor!
i was outside out my little patio staring up at the stars
tonight, and i left the door open because cody opened it and i didn't feel like moving to close it, but my blinds were shut so i thought, ehh, what's 10 minutes open. WELL, i hear the blinds flinging around, look up in a panic, and there is angus, running around pouncing like a friggin cat! the first thought i had was of thiscricket that i saw yesterday, but then i remembered it only had one leg and that it couldn't possibly still be alive...so i was like WHAT IS HE AFTER DARNIT! I WANT SOME PEACE! go in, look at him, running like a moron and pouncing on the floor, then batting at something, then arching his back and jumping up and pouncing again....what is it? a little gray moth. he's got the thing just how he wants it and he was just beating the crap out of it and loving EVERY minute of it! i was like, oh that's sad...then the sick side of me started laughing and sat down and watched for a second! then, i got a swiffer (they are everywhere on the floor, angus had some fun while i was gone and i STILL haven't picked it up, three days later) and the moth flew into it and i place them both outside. they are still out there, i will make sure it's gone in the morning, if not....i will dig a tiny grave for it i suppose!
anyway...my dog has a SICK sense of humor!!!!!!!
