I just fell down the basement stairs a bit.
Sorta OK, tho.
The box of booty from three diabetes seminars I was carrying took the brunt of my body mass
Having my arms in front of me (holding said box) when I fell face forward helped a lot.
I apparently thought I was at the bottom step.
I wasn't.
I'm probably going to feel it in the morning.
I may have reddened my left knee and right calf. My left hand is a little stiff, but flexes.
Nothing appears to be broken.
Ah well.
I think it is N. Cal. Somewhere they are playing in a fishing area, stealing scraps off of boats.
They are showing lots of kinds of otters: Sea, Eurasian, Giants in S. America that eats pihranas, the Ganges one that sometimes fishes, river of a few sorts. The Giants were kersmashing shellfish with rocks, never gets old seeing that.
I need otters.
When
*I*
saw giant otters in the wild they didn't seem smelly at all.
Oh, billytea, I am so sorry that this is such a painful thing. It's just so hard, even when it is right. My thoughts are with you both.
DCJ, ooof! I hope you don't feel so sore in the morning. Antiinflammatories and ~ma coming your way.
When *I* saw giant otters in the wild they didn't seem smelly at all.
In the wild they have more places to put their poo, so the rolling in the poo doesn't happen as much. Plus, the wild is usually pine-scented.
Ouch Daniel! Don't spare the ice.
They were swimmin' around in the wild, any alleged poo would have rinsed right off.
Hi Susan.
OMG, there is a woman who has otters like some crazy ladies have cats. I could be the crazy otter lady...