The Tail of Bruno

On Wednesday morning, right before I left for work, Bruno and I had an adventure. Every morning, Bruno waits for me at the back door. On the back door, we have a shade. On this particualar morning, the shade was up so the pull string for the shade was hanging to the floor (like how most shades work).

Bruno sees me coming towards the door and he begins to wag his tail ,which in return causes him to hit the string. The string goes flying and in a split second, the cord has wrapped around Bruno's tail. Bruno then starts to panic. He's yelping, I'm screaming (trying to figure out the best approach to set Bruno free) and I'm trying to push him back to the door so the string isn't as tight. I finally manage to get him calmed down and he's sitting right beside to the door. I tell him to stay so I can run into the kitchen to grab some scissors.

Bruno sees me take off, he goes back into his state of panic and he's flopping around like a fish out of water. Finally, the string breaks and Bruno is set free.

So that's the tale of Bruno's tail, and here's a picture of Bruno and his new bed. I felt sorry for him and caved when I saw this.



November 15, 2008... Note to Self: Beware of shades, strings and Bruno's tail.