Till death do us part?????

All I wanted to do was get a better picture of that animal that was not a dog or a deer that was running across the eastern 80!!!

So, I got one photo and then The Man, The Until Death Do Us Part Man, said "You really need to be over here to see it better..." Huh. Booby trap? What happened to "in sickness and in health"?

When I fell over the two power cords in the way, managed to avoid crashing the monitor and baby puter into the hardwood floor, dug my pinkie into the Churgovich violets that I have not yet killed and did not them and only breaking off seven leaves, rolled onto the floor and didn't even smash or drop or destroy the camera...

So, anyway, what did my mighty protector do??? Help me up??? Call 911??? Drop to the floor so he could assess the serious nature of my injuries???

NOPE! He took the CAMERA from ME and took a picture, too blurry to be useful. Then, he looked and said, "Oh, your foot is caught? I didn't see that!" And he took another photo???!!!???