Peanut Butters and Pain

So far tonight Ive injured myself like 5 times. Several rusty nail impaling incidents... but then one accident so hilarious, and hurt so bad, I didnt know weather to laugh, or cry. I... actually... stepped on a pitchfork in the dark and the handle hit me in the head. Yes. It really does happen. Yes. It hurts like hell. Yes. I have a knot on my forehead.

 Since we took the deck out of the yard, we have these 3 foot deep, square holes in the yard where the posts were. (if you are wondering why they were square, its because they werent cemented in, just merely stuck in the ground). Yesterday, Violet took her Peanut Butters (her Kong toy. Her baby.) and dropped it in one of these holes. She then became very upset that she couldnt reach it. So she started to try to dig it out. Every scrape- pushed more dirt into the hole on TOP of the the Peanut Butter. We didnt notice until she was digging in the yard but figured that was the situation. We looked in the hole, dug a bit, found nothing. So we filled the hole. All day today, she kept going back to that spot in the yard and crying. So, 12:30 this evening, I walked my happy ass out there, no light, shovel in hand (after the pitchfork incident) and dug a 1 foot wide, by 3.5 foot deep hole, and low and behold, there was the peanut butters. Buried alive. Then I took it in the house and washed it- Violet standing on her hind legs to see in the kitchen sink to make sure I didnt hurt it- then she took it, got in our bed, and snuggled it under the covers..... Oh the things I wont do for my fur babies. :o) <3 font="font">