A bit sore and worse for wear this morning, following my unintended slapstick routine around 1am. Woke up to hear Ebby barking shrilly at the possums in our trees, they were breaking tree branches and grunting, having a very noisy party, so I thought it might be a bit quieter for the neighborhood if I brought Ebby inside the house, as she was setting off other dogs.
Slipped the lead on Ebby when I let her out of her run and she took off after the possums. I fell over and by trying to hold on to her I got a very painful rope burn on my fingers from the lead. She got free and was racing around like a maniac, and I was wandering around after her in the dark, like an idiot, trying to grab her.
Meanwhile Spook was making a din with her crying because she wanted to be let out too, and I was swearing at them both as I kept bumping into things. Bumped into the new wire trellis with our passionfruit vines and nearly broke my glasses, then tripped over a big branch on the ground and landed heavily on my knee.
Eventually I captured the naughty Ebby and locked her in the bathroom while I put some ice on my sore hand, and hobbled back upstairs to bed. I don’t know if my attempts to keep the peace were really worth all of that pain and anguish!