[Ugh!....What made me think it was a good idea to post such a blown-up picture?]

But I’m pretty proud of it actually.

You’d think given my big mouth, my innate ability to cause trouble & my tomboy past that I’d already have had several of them.

But no…this is my first…and I need to set the record straight.

While it’s not that noticeable, it’s there…and someone on base is bound to notice.

So before I get accosted by the Chaplain, visited by the MP’s or counseled by Eric’s CO…stirring up a whole ‘nother kind of trouble I don’t need,..

Chaplain: Military Clergy
MP: Military Police
CO: Commanding Officer

Let me explain. No wait…there is no time. Let me sum up.

(*Name that movie & I’ll give you a cookie…a hint?…Ok, say it with a Spanish accent.)

Me + Moo x Excitement²Â = Head-Butt to the Face

See that big bump on the top of her boney head?…That’s part of her skull – the skull that is still expanding & has another year and a half before it stops growing.

(Bullmastiffs aren’t fully grown until they’re 3…and their head is the last thing to develop…it’s the Bulldog-part of Bullmastiffs.)

Unfortunately it’s the physics of owning a big dog.

All that matter & pent-up energy can suddenly erupt into an unintentional explosion of nuclear portions impacting the sub-atomic level of my poorly positioned & clearly unprotected cranium.

And if I got any of that wrong, my new next-door neighbor will straighten me out – he’s a 14 year-old Aeronautics Engineer in the making.

And if I got that wrong too, he’ll let me know. He’s a super cool kid – even though he wants to join the Air Force. But we’ve decided not to hold that against him. But I digress…

So yes – it was the dog.

[stating clearly for the record]

IT – WAS – THE – DOG!

I’ve decided not to press charges and instead have suggested mandatory counseling & 30 days without pig ears.

Ok, maybe 3.

PS – A Shiner Bach is a Texas beer….just in case I totally lost you on that one.