Bird Dog the Bird Killer.

As i was driving home from school last night, i called the boy to let him know i was on my way home. He says to me, "um, before you come in the house, can you pick up the garbage bag i flung over the fence from the back yard and put it in the trash?"

Me: "why did you fling a bag of garbage over the fence?"

Boy: "your sweet, lovable Dog killed a bird and i had to get rid of it."

Me: "what?! Oh... oh, no... not BigDog... she didn't.."

Boy: "and i had to pry it out of her mouth because she wouldn't let go. she kept taking off when i got close so i grabbed her and opened up her mouth so she would drop it."

Me: "eech that's terrible. our sweet dog, a killer. was she uh... was she chewing it or just holding it?"

Boy: "i'm pretty sure she was chewing on it"

Me: "oh, gross."

So i got home, found the bag in question and gingerly dumped it in the garbage can. I went inside and said hello while The Boy went through the story. We both had kind of disturbed looks on our faces and i was pretty grossed out by the end of it.

Boy: "she sort of had the two legs sticking straight out of her mouth, though..."

Me: "...*snicker*...*snort*....really?"

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I only have 1 week left in my Communications class and i have to say that i had been dreading that class for the past 4 years and finally waited until the 2nd to last semester i'm at that school. I STILL dread going there every day, but when i'm actually sitting in the class it's actually a lot of fun. Humiliating, stupid fun, but fun none the less. She makes us do these really childish, inane activities and games and when she's explaining what we're going to do, i get this giant knot in my stomach but by the time i'm actually immersed in it, it's a lot of fun. Last night was "show and tell". Yes, yes it was. I know. She said, "what's college without show and tell?" Sure, i thought, that's what's been missing from my college career.

Twice we've gone outside (where other people can SEE us, GAHH.) to play games, one of which was a variation of "Never, Have I Ever", everyone's favorite college-drinking game, which got interesting at times. Someone stood in the middle of the circle and tried, "never have i ever... been arrested" and there were actually a few people who admitted to being arrested, one of which was the professor.

Super, i thought.

Before the class ends next Thursday, i have to write another paper, give another speech and take the final and then i'm fucking done until September 19th.

Yay! SUMMER!