Everyone has a little crazy in their family.
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childhood (or parenthood) that makes
you wonder just how you all survived.
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Once, my aunt and uncle were out at my house, shooting a gun after dark, and the neighbors called the cops. My aunt is in the army. When the cops finally showed up, my three-legged dog tried to bite the officer. The officer said, "I love me some three-legged dog" and then he told them to stop shooting the guns.
We have two dogs, an older mild-mannered sweetie and a greedy little puppy. One Christmas, they each got a bone. The puppy immediately hid his. A few minutes later, he came back and, when the older one wasn't looking, the puppy stole his bone too! Ironically, the puppy had hidden them in the older dog's bed. The bones went back and forth in a game of "Steal that Bone."
As a kid, I never knew that treating lice the way my parents did was both illegal/dangerous. My parents killed two birds with one stone. We lived in a duplex full of roaches. They would spray where the roaches lived and sprayed our heads to kill the lice we had gotten at school. They would wrap our heads with grocery store bags. I can still feel the lice moving! ;/
My cousins moved into a house where homeless people had lived. For a couple of years, anyone who visited that house would break out with pus-filled bumps. A small bug would grow underneath the skin. The doctor would have to cut the skin and pop the blister. No insurance meant my mom was our MD. She would make us bathe in dog soap. It sucked, but it worked!
My little cousin made up a story about me having drugs under my bed. It was a complete lie. He was no stranger to telling ridiculous lies. It was a phase. He told me he was gonna tell my parents what he "found," so I made up a story about him using the kitty litter box to do his bathroom business. To this day, I bring up pooping in the cat box to keep him in line!
Once, I heard a crackling noise coming from the hall. My dog was eating a plastic bag! He was fine, but the next day he had to go to the bathroom and my mom had to stand there to make sure he didn't run off. She saw something shiny coming out of him. It was a needle that he ate! We took him to the vet, who said he was fine. Lucky!
When we were 12, my twin sister and I found a kitten that was only a few days old. The kitten (later called Samantha) was in our back yard one morning in the fall. Her eyes were not even open yet. My mother told us to put her in a box with a blanket. She got her some baby formula and we shared feeding her. Samantha was our cat for 22 years. She's my first baby.
I was running late for school one day and forgot to grab my keys by the door. I didn't realize it 'til the end of school. I had to climb through the bathroom window that was right above the tub. I slipped and somehow broke the faucet in the tub. The police were called by my neighbors because my dog was barking like crazy and wouldn't stop. Worst day ever!
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