Odd Day

[calliopes_pen]

A while back, there was a giant dog that lived down the street. He kept getting lose, and whenever he was near someone he would stare everyone down in a way that said he could take you down with one jump.

I named him Cujo, since he was so creepy. No word what his real name was, but he kept escaping and roaming the neighborhood. He was about eye level with me--I'm 5'2'', just so everyone knows. I don't think I kept everyone up-to-date on that whole thing--I probably just described it to seandc.

Days passed, and the pound was called. The giant dog was taken away.

Months went by, and no need to worry about gigantic dogs going after my cat.

Today, Mom went outside because Toby was howling, and guess who's back? He's thinner, but I would know those scary eyes anywhere. It's Cujo. He had to have broken out of the pound, crossed a highway or two, and made it all the way across town.

Just...that shouldn't even be possible, should it?

Mom has now decided it's safer to carry a wooden baseball bat when she goes to get the mail. And I stand guard near the door with a giant umbrella, just in case.

In other news, I'll work on the banana pudding Doctor Who fanfic tomorrow, followed closely by the Martha and Jack sequel.

Oh, and here's a drabble I took from svmadelyn.

Please comment with something you think I should do or try to do in 2008. Big or small, silly or earth-changing.

Comments

[aliasagent.livejournal.com]

Oh, gigantic dogs are so scary. I hope the matter with Cujo is resolved soon :D

Something you should do? Hmm... Make a dress? I've always wanted to do one myself but since I can't sow to save my life, I thought I'd assign the task to someone else ;)

[calliopes_pen]

Heh. The most I've ever been able to do was make a pillow. That was in 9th grade--it was in the shape of a music note.

[aliasagent.livejournal.com]

Cool. I made this little stuffed animal, which was supposed to be a dog, but I kept doing things wrong so one eye is a little crooked and then one of the legs didn't quite level the other and by the end of the day (erhm, term), he sort of resembled Hugh Laurie so I named him House. Now House lives in my bookcase at dad's :P But I've never done a pillow :)

[calliopes_pen]

Cute.

Everyone else picked all these complex patterns (not good for beginners) for the class, and I got the simplest, just in case I wasn't good at it. While everyone was lamenting the fact that theirs was hard, I sat in a corner and did everything I needed to.

I think I finished it something like a week early. It used to be in my room, but it's vanished. It might be somewhere in the attic now.

It was a tiny bit easier, since they taught everyone how to sew in an art class in 3rd grade. Of course, it was just one or two days. I actually remembered everything I learned.

[wachey.livejournal.com]

I'd strongly suggest calling the RSPCA, and let them know there is a stray dog on the loose. That way they can find out whose really responsible for that dog, if that dog has an owner, and get it off the streets. That way either someone will pay for not taking care of their dog or restraining it properly, and to prevent any possible attacks.

That would be something to do this year, sometime soon. Another idea would be...um...learn Spanish? I know I need too X3

[calliopes_pen]

Yeah, if the dog pops up again (for such a big thing he's great at disappearing and then lunging when you least suspect) we're definitely calling them. I think that might be who Dad called to get the dog taken away last time.

The owner was someone down the street. They let the dog starve and roam the neighborhood the last time around, since they were planning to get rid of him. Part of the reason why Dad called someone--it was right around Halloween, and we didn't want any trick-or-treaters to get eaten that time.

And Spanish, huh? Tried that in middle school, and one semester of high school. It's hard, but I should probably try to learn a bit of it again sometime.

And here's something weird. In middle school, I took 6 weeks of French, and got an A+. Shortly after school was out for the summer, we got a wrong number from someone in Canada. They only spoke French. Mom only spoke English.

So I actually talked to the lady on the phone, and translated everything Mom said into French, and everything the lady said into English. That French class came in handy, even if we only learned standard vocabulary words...

I've never been able to do fluent French again, so it was a weird thing. Mom was impressed, and I was amazed.

[nightrider101.livejournal.com]

I'm normally a large fan of our furry friends, but Cujo sounds downright scary.

As far as something you should do in 2008... Does write more OT3 fic count? ;)

[calliopes_pen]

Yes, he's definitely a creepy dog. You know how most dogs will at least wag their tails? From him, there's nothing. He just has a very intense stare, and since he can pop up from nowhere and suddenly be behind you, it's even creepier.

Last time around, I kept hearing Toby (neighbor's dog, who is the sweetest thing) howling, and went in the back yard. Toby started looking behind me, and growled. When I turned around, Cujo was probably 3 feet behind me, and just sort of glaring. I got back inside immediately.

As far as something you should do in 2008... Does write more OT3 fic count? ;)

*laughs* Yes, it likely does. I'll see what I can do on that front.

[nightrider101.livejournal.com]

I had to reply and tell you I'm in complete love with your icon!

And YAY for more OT3!

[calliopes_pen]

I always felt like it just suited Jack and the Doctor.

Oh, and the one I'm using now suits Jack completely.