Well this evening ended nothing like planned. We get home from a birthday dinner for Heather's friend. I do my nightly chores of watering my dog bowls and my brother's healer. I discover he's barely breathing and trying to get to him his dog house(300 gallon tortilla container) rolls over and crushed my foot I broke several times in the marines. Well its broke down the 3rd metatarsal and across 4th and 2nd. Now skip to the ride home from er. I top the hill coming to my road and see a fire. Kerrige knows where im talkin about. Well when i pull up the entire side of the yard is on fire. My mother and grandmother pull in behind me on the road to assist the Hispanic fella with outting it out. Luckily my moms knew where the water turned on and got to it before it reached the house! Probably hard to understand what im sayin on some good meds, but WTF HUH! One hell of and end to a beautiful friday!

20 mins after it happened!

ill see if i can get the gnarly xrays up! The 3rd metatarsal fracture looks brutal!

Rip to my brother's healer! He was a damn good guard dog! F the texas heat!