841 dead confederate.

today as you know is the day after thanksgiving. for some of you that means early morning shopping and standing in long lines. for me it is a time to head to oak glen for a second thanksgiving feast. today was a day of firsts, it was the first time i have tasted jasons sweet potatoes, it was also the first time i celebrated dannys 25th birthday. however those are not the firsts i want to tell you about today. after lunch we headed outside for a family photo shoot led by my new friend angie. my job was to hold the leash of alanas neurotic half rottweiler half shar pei half beast. about half way through the shoot i was resting on a boulder as the family was posing under a tree. kevin jumped up to hang from a branch and the branch broke sending kevin to the ground with huge thud.  at the sound of the cracking branch, bruce (half rottweiler half shar pei half beast) took off running and as he did he took my right arm behind my back and dragged me to the ground. if you would have asked me this morning if i thought bruce (half rottweiler half shar pei half beast) could pull 175 pounds of mean muscular dude across a dirt field i would have said “no way”. if you were to ask me that same question tonight i would unboundedly scream yes! due to bruces mental illness i thought griping the leash super tight and wrapping it around my wrist would be a good thing but i began to rethink this decision as i was being ripped across the ground at the speed of light. bruce finally stopped and i was able to pick myself up off the ground and as i dusted myself off i realized that everyone was focussing on kevin falling from the brach and no one saw me defy death except while i was dusting off so for all they knew i had just fallen down. now i sit dust and bloody with no proof of my dangerous ordeal.