My Dog the Escape Artist
Ok, so part of the daily morning routine is letting the dog out before I leave for work, then letting her back inside. She is nearly 14 years old and does not care for staying out alone anymore as she did as a puppy.
So what did I do this morning? I let her out. And that was it. Nothing futher was thought of til my grandmother called Mom at work, frantic about our dog being on the corner of a busy road near our house (her tags have both our number and my grandmother's. Apparently the lady called here and got no one, so tried the second number as well).
So my poor dog, who doesn't even CARE to be outside, who is getting really pretty old in dog years, spent a large majority of the day wandering the streets near our house. She crossed the road several times, and apparently got desperate enough that she ran into someone's garage for safety when it was opening. That is the person who called us and said she'd found the dog.
Thank God for honest people. And thank goodness the dog is okay. I've had her since the summer before my eighth grade year, and she was my house companion through two major foot surgeries. She sleeps on the floor of my room by my bed every evening, and loves tennis balls. She's getting up in years, and I dread losing her. And Lord knows I don't want to lose her cause I was stupid and let her outside...all day.
IN OTHER NEWS: I get to go complete my paperwork and get into the Duval County database on Monday afternoon. I'll find out how much I'm worth and pick out my insurance plans. My last day at the preschool is Tuesday (and they still don't know who will take over the lead postion in my room). I start work on Wednesday, work on Thursday, then have my first two holidays on Friday and Monday. Life is good.
And the dog is safe.
So what did I do this morning? I let her out. And that was it. Nothing futher was thought of til my grandmother called Mom at work, frantic about our dog being on the corner of a busy road near our house (her tags have both our number and my grandmother's. Apparently the lady called here and got no one, so tried the second number as well).
So my poor dog, who doesn't even CARE to be outside, who is getting really pretty old in dog years, spent a large majority of the day wandering the streets near our house. She crossed the road several times, and apparently got desperate enough that she ran into someone's garage for safety when it was opening. That is the person who called us and said she'd found the dog.
Thank God for honest people. And thank goodness the dog is okay. I've had her since the summer before my eighth grade year, and she was my house companion through two major foot surgeries. She sleeps on the floor of my room by my bed every evening, and loves tennis balls. She's getting up in years, and I dread losing her. And Lord knows I don't want to lose her cause I was stupid and let her outside...all day.
IN OTHER NEWS: I get to go complete my paperwork and get into the Duval County database on Monday afternoon. I'll find out how much I'm worth and pick out my insurance plans. My last day at the preschool is Tuesday (and they still don't know who will take over the lead postion in my room). I start work on Wednesday, work on Thursday, then have my first two holidays on Friday and Monday. Life is good.
And the dog is safe.
posted by StargazerGirl at 12:56 AM
4 Comments:
Glad to know your dog is all right! Also, congrats on starting your new job soon!
Crazy, how long we've known each other's pets. Boots and Priss are 16(!) now. Boots may be deaf as a doorknob, but he's still a rascal ... sneaking out of the house, stealing food when we're not looking, the whole bit.
Also, your dog looks like an Ewok. (I keed! I keed!) Glad she's okay.
::roars with laughter:: An Ewok, huh??
Glad shes okay. My dog wandered away when I was 15 and never came home. Dad says he got stolen..
I did the same thing 20 years ago with my Lhasa Apso. We didn't see him for over 24 hours. Some weeks later a lady two streets over had a Collie that had puppies. 3 were Collie Apso.
He had a good day out.
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