Just look at her! How can you be mad at that little mohawk of a head. I can't for very long. Too adorbz. But, fuuuuuuck! Was playing with the doggos as I like to do, and they like to too. I get a little rough. Shake some faces, roll some bodies, play hide and seek and tag. I probably shouldn't be doing that in the house as the omen was there when she ran and jumped sideways in the recliner, knocking it over. Instead, I got her all riled up, chasing her up and down the hall and thought it would be a good idea to jump scare her from one of the doorways connecting to the hallway. She took that as a challenge to plow through my arm entirely as she is now way stronger than she was at summer's start. When I tried to grab her? Something went snap. So computer work is out. I strain to balance the phone and type one handed for this. Ouch Goddammit. From my elbow to my thumb. Happy Hump Day. Oh ya, REMEMBER TO BE YOU! I always am, and post on Hive with a broke as fuck arm to prove my commitment!