gave me a fat lip?
It was our first visit to Kansas City, back in November 2013. I had lured my husband with the idea that we could go to Nebraska Huskers football game and meet Moby at the same time We met Moby, fell in love and the rest is history.
But…on our last full day there, we decided to play a little frisbee. If you know ANYTHING about Moby it’s that he LOVES balls and frisbees. So much so, that you have to have two of anything so that you can get the one in his mouth back. We were having a great time, but it was time to stop. So, I put the one frisbee up and went to get the other frisbee out of his mouth. Well, Moby also LOVES to play tug. We played tug with the frisbee, I told him to let go and….he did. The only problem there was that I wasn’t expecting him to let go, and the frisbee came up and hit me smack in the face! I was a little stunned, but felt fine. Until Emily looked at me and said “uh, you’re bleeding.”
This whole time, Joe was getting ready, so he came out to me standing in the kitchen with a bloody washcloth to my face. Not the best impression. All I could do was laugh. Of course, Moby did absolutely nothing wrong, but didn’t understand why we weren’t playing anymore
So, that’s how Moby won my heart. He gave me a fat lip