Jen and the Fluff came over this afternoon. Little Miss Stella had been to the groomer and was all clean and pretty and fluffed. I got on the floor to see her and was moving over, supporting my weight on my right hand.
My wrist collapsed.
It didn't hurt, it just bent like a cooked noodle. I fell onto my arm and had the strangest feeling. Like I was surprised that it happened, surprised it didn't hurt, but knowing it was due. Or at least that, despite the surprise, I was really unsurprised. Hard to explain.
But as you can see, the Fluff is worth falling over.
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