So yeah, today I went on an outing with Susan (birth mother, my grandma is unofficically my adoptive mother) and we went to see her side of the family. This included my other grandparents, my great grandmother (83 and still full of piss and vinegar!) along with a couple other people, most importantly my uncles Matt and Mike. :D It was awesome. Good food was had, much discussion occurred between me, Mike and I about possible future collabs for short comics. He's as big a sucker as I am for good comic books and stuff, so we may put something together one day. That would be coo'.

Before I left, though, Shandor broke his collar and ran off. Fawk, I could have killed the little bastard. I live on a very, very busy street. People race up this thing thousands of mph and animals get hit a LOT. It was rush-hour as well so a lot of people were on their way home from work and suchlike. Thank lawd that people stopped. They made kind of a barrier on both sides of the street and he stopped in front of his huge truck that could have crushed him. The guy in the truck had stopped and when Shandor stopped in front of it, the truck jerked forward a little and that was just enough to spook Shandor and send him running back to mommy. Sweet jesus...
But anyway, I grabbed his nape and dragged his happy ass back to the house.
The reason I do not run when it's this hot out: twenty feet or so up the road I was gasping for breath and by the time I got him home I could barely walk, was nearly choking and I was shaking like hell. I fought off some pretty severe nausea after that. x.x
Cute part, though, is that Shandor seemed to realize what he'd done and after he apologized to ma for scaring her, he came and apologized to me as well.