Edcel – a personal weblog mind games and then some.

I got home from work one morning and I saw my landlord’s dog walking and looking tipsy (yes, a dog that looked tipsy). I saw drops of red falling from its right ear thinking that it was just paint that he smothered himself with out of curiosity. I wondered when had paint been so less dense until I realized that it was actually blood. Bloody hell. The mutt had a rift with another dog owned by one of the tenants. For sure a Labrador outweighs a Basset Hound; the hush puppy was hushed.

Poor dog, it’s still alive though. I was just trying to contain myself when I went up to my room.