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he start fighting with droopy to get him to back off before i got any more hurt than i already was.
& REESE'S CUP ONE THE FIGHT SO DROOPY FINALLY WAS ABLE TO BACK OFF.
still, i felt this aching pain in my shoulder area, so i told my babysitter.
she began to massage my shoulders and neck (her failed attempt of relieving the pain).
however, she just made it much worse... :'(
when my parents picked me up, they took me to the hospital where they discovered i had broken my collarbone.
i had to wear an obnoxious sling for what it seemed like forever... stupid dog (droopy, that is).
THE END. intense story, huh? ;)
i think they should make a movie out of it imo.
this is the very reason why i love labs so much, or i like to say, the story behind it all.
toodle-oo, young grasshopper. :D
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that's really great to hear. i'm fantastic, thanks for asking.
i'm actually going to tell you a story of why i love labs so much, capisci? okay.
i used to go to this babysitter when i was just a young lad while my mom worked, right?
& my babysitter wasn't necessarily the greatest at babysitting me, to say the least.
(she would basically just surf the interwebz and stuff; can't really blame her tbh.)
anyway, her oldest son had this awfully mean dog at the time named droopy...
he was a mutt of some sort, but that's beside the point.
one day, i was just chilling in my babysitter's living room, minding my own business,
when suddenly droopy approached me in a rather rude manner. ;|
without any warning, he charged at me and began to tug at my limbs, lawl.
& THAT'S WHEN REESE'S CUP (my babysitter's chocolate lab) CAME TO MY RESCUE.
(to be continued...)
