My family is so mean to each other, everyone was watching the Lakers game (except me I was reading because I am a rebel like that) and suddenly I hear screaming. Not the normal YEAHs!! or DAMMITs! and such you hear when watching a game, but a screeching NOOO! OH MY GOD! STOP!! EW EW EW EW!! YOU GUYS!!!! coming from one of my kids. It turns out all the other kids thought she needed to get over her phobia of feet and started touching her with their feet.
So this 15 year old is sitting there screaming and batting feet away, while everyone else is laughing and saying FACE THE FEAR! and prodding her with feet.
.... I love my family, they're nuts.
Then my pup decides that me laying on the floor petting him was not enough. Eventually he moves onto playfulling biting at my hand, something he hasn't done in a long time and suddenly he's hopping back and forth trying to figure out the best way to pounce on my hand. For some reason I decided, oh I need to roll over so I did.
Wrong. Move. Before I know it, he pounces on me and puts his paws on me like he just conquered a bear and every time I tried to move he'd playfully bark and nip at my elbow. Yep, I got beaten by a 16 lb dog. If that wasn't enough he decided to just lay across my back and started wagging his tail happily. Haha. Oh how I love him and his silliness.