it pours, and blows-knock-you-over-gusts-of-wind, and basset hounds get out and walk in front of cars, and cars crash into each other, and little girls get sick, all night long, and mommy and daddy change sheets and outfits for everyone about half a dozen times, and sleep next to a bowl and a baby on the floor, praying that no one else gets sick, praying for daylight to hurry up and come......
Nope, this is not part of a new drama series and no I am not making this up. This was our night last night.
It was about 9:45, I was in the kitchen and saw a basset hound wandering down our street (for the umpteenth time-according to the neighbor's) and a car stopped with it. My first thought was that it was the owner picking up their lost dog, but then they sat there for about 5 minutes and then sped off. I was worried that they had hit the dog, so I ran outside and saw it run off. I called it a few times and think she was confused because she kind of ran in my direction, then in another direction and off into the dark. We peeked out a few more times, couldn't find her, so we assumed she ran home. About 10 minutes later, I heard one of the worst sounds.
Screeching tires, crashing cars and then deep, long and loud howling. I was outside within 8 seconds with Graham right behind me. We ran to the street and saw the first car, then the poor dog laying in the road and then a truck behind the dog. My heart completely sunk. Her back half and right paw were in really bad shape. Graham and I ran to the house that I knew she belonged to and at 10 p.m., knocked on their door. They came to the door and didn't look happy at all. We told him what had happened and he said it couldn't have been their dog because, Lucy, was in the basement fast asleep! Phew! He did know whose dog it was though and went to get them. I was SO relieved that it wasn't Lucy, but still so sad for this dog, Jingle Bell, and her family. She was so badly injured and probably won't make it through and I'm so sad for them.
I tell you all this so that if you have a dog and let it roam around the neighborhood, to please stop it! I don't know about where you live, but we have a leash law and I am a HUGE, HUGE advocate of it. For the safety of your dog and other's they might attack, because you just never know.
When all of that was over, we came back inside to hear Reese calling out, "Moooooooooommy!" I walked into her room and knew, even in the dark, that she was sick. So the rest of the night went as you can imagine and we are all barely chuggin' along today. Such a weird and LONG night. I hate stomach bugs because just a few hours earlier, we were having a dance party in my car!
Nope, this is not part of a new drama series and no I am not making this up. This was our night last night.
It was about 9:45, I was in the kitchen and saw a basset hound wandering down our street (for the umpteenth time-according to the neighbor's) and a car stopped with it. My first thought was that it was the owner picking up their lost dog, but then they sat there for about 5 minutes and then sped off. I was worried that they had hit the dog, so I ran outside and saw it run off. I called it a few times and think she was confused because she kind of ran in my direction, then in another direction and off into the dark. We peeked out a few more times, couldn't find her, so we assumed she ran home. About 10 minutes later, I heard one of the worst sounds.
Screeching tires, crashing cars and then deep, long and loud howling. I was outside within 8 seconds with Graham right behind me. We ran to the street and saw the first car, then the poor dog laying in the road and then a truck behind the dog. My heart completely sunk. Her back half and right paw were in really bad shape. Graham and I ran to the house that I knew she belonged to and at 10 p.m., knocked on their door. They came to the door and didn't look happy at all. We told him what had happened and he said it couldn't have been their dog because, Lucy, was in the basement fast asleep! Phew! He did know whose dog it was though and went to get them. I was SO relieved that it wasn't Lucy, but still so sad for this dog, Jingle Bell, and her family. She was so badly injured and probably won't make it through and I'm so sad for them.
I tell you all this so that if you have a dog and let it roam around the neighborhood, to please stop it! I don't know about where you live, but we have a leash law and I am a HUGE, HUGE advocate of it. For the safety of your dog and other's they might attack, because you just never know.
When all of that was over, we came back inside to hear Reese calling out, "Moooooooooommy!" I walked into her room and knew, even in the dark, that she was sick. So the rest of the night went as you can imagine and we are all barely chuggin' along today. Such a weird and LONG night. I hate stomach bugs because just a few hours earlier, we were having a dance party in my car!
Everybody dance now!
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