Tough Love

Early this morning (or late last night, depending on your own internal clock), I was rough-housing with Fred. As the weather's been craptacular, she's been getting cabin fever. So to relieve it (and 'cause it's fun), we rough-house a bit each night. Burns a bit of her energy off.

So last night, right afterwards, I decide to race her up the stairs. Nearly at the top and I'm winning, Fred (apparently still pumped up from playing) swipes my legs out from underneath me. I hit the landing from the waist up, crushing my right wrist beneath me and let out a loud enough "ouch" to cause my roomie to get up to check on me.

What cracked me up, is that after knocking me to the ground and hearing me shout in pain, Fred steps over me and slowly saunters to the bed and hops in.