Petshark: Talking Stick
Entries with the tag: fighting
So I spent two days running to and from home to the hospital and back again, carrying dogs and dispensing pills to one of those dogs and doing other stuff people can’t do when they’re having a baby, and wondering and worrying and asking wrong questions to doctors and then deciding I should stop speaking before I freak my brother and his wife out in their time of happy panic. I even forgot to write about the Flyers on Sharks game day and then I spilled makeup on my Sharks jersey. Maybe the stained jersey can be the memento of the kid’s birthday in lieu of a nice win from the Sharks.
So that’s all over, at least the part that is the most dangerous thing a person can do that isn’t considered a medical disorder or suicidal. About the time Jack was being born, Pickles and Nemo were collaborating to score the game’s first goal. It’s okay to call him Pickles if you’re mad at him, right Clowe? Do we have a special name for Nemo? Come on guys, I’m trying to train a little fan here!