- my dad HATES broccoli (so maybe hate is a weak term) DESPISES broccoli. so much so that if broccoli is present on a plate, or even made in the same vicinity as his dish, he knows, he can taste it, and claims it ruins his food. i always thought this was a bit off. untill today… we had some leftover pizza from dinner that i packed for my lunch. i noticed a darker spot on the ‘all cheese’ pizza, but didn’t think much of it. until i went to eat it. the dark spot was super dark and upon further investigation i realized there was spinach… under the cheese. i HATE, no DESPISE, anything green on my pizza, so much so that i will refuse to get half and half because i am certain that green things on half the pizza will RUIN my side of the pizza. i picked that green stuff off my piece and thought…”my dad may be on to something…”
- the other day i was walking hobbes and glanced at the ground and saw something odd. no it wasnt odd it was down right weird. in the grass was a fish. not a cooked or prepared fish from someones meal, a fish, like it had just been plucked from the ocean, fish. the entire body of the fish was just resting in the grass. my first thought was to keep hobbes away from it because i am sure he would think it was a great idea to put that in his mouth. i spent three days diverting hobbes from ‘the fish’ until yesterday, when they mowed the lawn. the fish is now fertilizer.
- i have a weird fear of dogs eating random things off the ground. i had a dog once named bear. he was “special” and one night my sister and i were walking him in a giant lawn across the street from my parents house. it was dark and saw him pick something up. and then i saw him start munching on something. i went to investigate and found a dehydrated rat in his mouth. logically i started FREAKING out, which sent my sister into a tirade of “GET IT OUT!” How??? “HIT THE BACK OF HIS HEAD!” all the while i am screaming, “EWWWWW ITS A RAT!!!!!” eventually he let it go, and we went on with our lives. but that incident, has forever scared me and to this day, i will not let hobbes get even close to picking something up…
- bear once even caught a bird in mid-flight. my sister was there for that too. i had taken him out in the back yard and he spooked a flock of birds. i thought nothing of it until i saw him lunge towards a bird at his eye level, that’s when i started yelling for my sister. he totally plucked that bird out of mid-flight.
and that is thursday!!!