Okay, it wasn't a moose. It was my now 100 lb. puppy, Kane aka The Moose.
Our nightly ritual is for me to sit in my chair with my feet up on the ottoman and Kane will step over my legs and then lay his body on them, while I give him some lovin'. This is as close as he can come to being the lap dog he thinks he is.
Last night he was on my legs, then somehow fell off of them, taking my ankle with him.
*ouch*
Our nightly ritual is for me to sit in my chair with my feet up on the ottoman and Kane will step over my legs and then lay his body on them, while I give him some lovin'. This is as close as he can come to being the lap dog he thinks he is.
Last night he was on my legs, then somehow fell off of them, taking my ankle with him.
*ouch*

