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SeaCat

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Took the car to work today. When I looked at the radar it showed several storms cruising up the coast so we decided against the bike. (I don't mind riding home in the rain, but riding to work in the rain kind of sucks.)

Naturaly when I got to work the skies were clear. It never rained all day and the drive home was through absolutely beautiful conditions. I was bumming the entire way home.

When we got home we climbed out of the car and headed inside. Of course I had to walk past the bike. I was looking over at my wife and talking with her when my left leg stopped and a blinding pain shot up my leg from the shin to the hip. We're talking a pain that almost dropped me for a minute. According to my wife I stood there cursing in several languages, some I didn't know I could speak until the shock started wearing off.

When I could think again I looked down and saw a nice gash through my scrubs and into my shin. The shin was also swelling nicely.

It took me all of a minute to figure out what had happened. AS I was walking past the bike I had crashed into the extended highway peg with my shin.

The bike got it's revenge for me leaving it at home today.

Cat
 
Took the car to work today. When I looked at the radar it showed several storms cruising up the coast so we decided against the bike. (I don't mind riding home in the rain, but riding to work in the rain kind of sucks.)

Naturaly when I got to work the skies were clear. It never rained all day and the drive home was through absolutely beautiful conditions. I was bumming the entire way home.

When we got home we climbed out of the car and headed inside. Of course I had to walk past the bike. I was looking over at my wife and talking with her when my left leg stopped and a blinding pain shot up my leg from the shin to the hip. We're talking a pain that almost dropped me for a minute. According to my wife I stood there cursing in several languages, some I didn't know I could speak until the shock started wearing off.

When I could think again I looked down and saw a nice gash through my scrubs and into my shin. The shin was also swelling nicely.

It took me all of a minute to figure out what had happened. AS I was walking past the bike I had crashed into the extended highway peg with my shin.

The bike got it's revenge for me leaving it at home today.

Cat

OUCH!
 
Yikes! Be careful, Cat. Now that it's tasted human blood...
 
I did that once with the edge of a metal file cabinet's bottom drawer that some fool left open.

Just skin and bone. Yeeeow!!:(
 
Is your tetanus up to date?

kisses to make it better
 
And some fools think machines don't have personalities :rolleyes:
 
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Well,

This morning I strolled/limped out to the bike.

I appologised to the bike for not taking it out yesterday. I explained that I wasn't really mad at it. (It was only a little nip after all, closed with a couple of strips.)

I geared up and hit the starter. The Beast appologized to me with it's quiet rumble as I dropped it into gear and headed out for a short run.

It was a short ride but even sweeter for all of that. The day hadn't warmed up yet so I was comfortable in my denim and vest. The traffic was still light and I was able to let the bike run.

So now the bike is happy under the cover of the car port and I'm sitting inside as it storms out. Tomorrow is yet another day.

Cat
 
Yikes! Be careful, Cat. Now that it's tasted human blood...
Yeah, Cat, you'd better give it a name, now.

NOT "Christine"...

I put a bruise on the outside of my shin when we were setting up our booth on the Solstice. Since then, I've learned just how many things are exactly at that height-- and in my way. :eek:
 
Yeah, Cat, you'd better give it a name, now.

NOT "Christine"...

I put a bruise on the outside of my shin when we were setting up our booth on the Solstice. Since then, I've learned just how many things are exactly at that height-- and in my way. :eek:

It's called the Beast. A fitting name as some of the sport bikers around here can attest. (And yes she's a beautiful beast, just ask her.)

Bubba, one of our cats, is loving the fact that he can head butt me in the leg and get a reaction.

Well the scar will match the one on my other shin from crashing into the tent stake for a Big Top. (I wasn't watching where I was going.)

Cat
 
It's called the Beast. A fitting name as some of the sport bikers around here can attest. (And yes she's a beautiful beast, just ask her.)

Bubba, one of our cats, is loving the fact that he can head butt me in the leg and get a reaction.

Well the scar will match the one on my other shin from crashing into the tent stake for a Big Top. (I wasn't watching where I was going.)

Cat
My cats persisted in rubbing against my legs when they were burned. I'm still convinced the psychotic one was doing it on purpose, just to see my reaction.
 
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