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Mar. 25th, 2007 11:34 pm
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The first day after the clocks change, when it's light enough to go running in the evenings after work, and I... fall over the dog and twist my ankle. It's swollen up impressively, and now I'm limping about like one of the Ringwraiths in the Bakshi-animated Lord of the Rings. (If you haven't seen the Bakshi-animated Lord of the Rings, then neither do you want to.)

I can't afford to phone in injured to work, so I'm hoping my boss will take pity on the lame and let me spend most of my shift sitting on the floor sorting out the Anthropology journals. Teaching will be easier, since I can sit down through the whole class, and simultaneously more frustrating, since I usually don't sit down through the whole class. Tomorrow's tutorials will be conducted without any kneeling on tables or pacing about between the class and the whiteboard. Bah.

But, mostly: the dog. How did I not see the dog? And more importantly, how many of my colleagues and students will believe me if I make up a story in which I twisted my ankle doing something world-changing and heroic?
From: [identity profile] dracschick.livejournal.com
but I'm happy it's Spring:)

*hugs*

feel better,
Chris
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Date: 2007-03-26 12:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] elettaria.livejournal.com
Yes, but what happens if she implies that she was having sex and her flatmate lets slip that the accident involved the dog? Also, you know what gossips her department is full of, imagine how long it would take to live that one down. (Especially if people think it was bestiality.)

This icon represents the size of dog it's reasonable to trip over because you didn't see her, especially since they like to lurk just behind your ankles. Maybe the dog is in fact a witch and can become invisible or something? actually, from what you report, getting that dog to behave *is* something world-changing and heroic.

Virtual tea and sympathy, hon, and I hope you did sensible things with ice and rest.

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Date: 2007-03-26 12:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] eye-of-a-cat.livejournal.com
Honey is about knee-height (although incredibly long, due to her squid heritage; she can put her front paws on my shoulders when she stands up on her back legs). We were playing Bounce The Toy Rhino Off The Landing Steps, though, so I can't even pretend I didn't see her.

She's currently developed an obsession with carpet underlay. The carpet itself, she carefully removes and lays aside, but she'll drag huge portions of underlay up the stairs to her basket. We've tried spraying everything with that anti-dog-chew stuff, but she just licks it off. It's a good thing this dog is cute.

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Date: 2007-03-26 12:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] eye-of-a-cat.livejournal.com
A knowing smirk? "Oh, I was... exercising. Of a sort. Anyway, moving on..."

Re: Bakshi - "Quick! Get out your kazoo." (http://flyingmoose.org/tolksarc/bakshi/bakshi.htm)

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Date: 2007-03-26 02:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] elettaria.livejournal.com
I demand icons of that page, especially for the orc cheerleaders. Tales From the Prancing Pony is looking promising, too.

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Date: 2007-03-26 01:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] countrycousin.livejournal.com
Would you believe the dog ate my ankle?

That was light, but: ouch! and best wishes.

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Date: 2007-03-26 12:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] eye-of-a-cat.livejournal.com
Heh! I did have a narrow escape from 'I'm sorry, my dog ate your homework' once - got to her just in time. I can imagine how that would've looked on my evaluations...

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Date: 2007-03-26 04:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] vettecat.livejournal.com
Hope it heals quickly!

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Date: 2007-03-26 11:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sam-t.livejournal.com
Well, I have not yet injured myself falling over a cat, but it's only a matter of time (especially as they demand breakfast by winding round my ankles at the top of the stairs). I almost fall over them on a regular basis - on the last occasion I emerged unscathed but unfortunately the wardrobe didn't.

You may need to keep the dog in the story for verisimilitude. Perhaps you were heroically saving the dog from ... erm ... well, the only thing I can think of which is both likely to be lying around and dangerous to dogs is chocolate, which doesn't add to the heroic effect, really.

It's an excellent opportunity to make someone a blackboard monitor, though. Bonus points if you get them to bring you coffee, too.

Hope it feels better soon!

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Date: 2007-03-26 12:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] eye-of-a-cat.livejournal.com
She's scared of the ironing board, so maybe I could be saving her from that? Except it doesn't sound too terrifying to outsiders. Hm.

My family cat's (see icon) ambition in life is to trip someone up on the stairs. He actually waits until you've set off down them and then races up them towards you.

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Date: 2007-03-26 04:31 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sam-t.livejournal.com
Scared of the ironing board? Awww. One of mine is terrified of the hoover (she's started noticing the difference between 'hoover plugged in' and 'hoover not plugged in', recently, which I reckon is probably advanced intelligence for her) but they both treat the ironing board as somewhere to sit and/or chase clothes, although they usually get the hint once they've been shooed off once.

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Date: 2007-03-26 05:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] green-knight.livejournal.com
I managed to tear a ligament walking across a flat surface, so a dog would be a less embarassing explanation. Hope you're feeling better soon.

As for your last question: most people, I would guess.
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