Sunday, March 7, 2010

My workout for the morning


Anyone want a dog? 'Cause I can't decide if I'm going to kill mine, or kiss him.

Our crazy mutt Dexter, who spent much of the winter with some difficulties jumping up on our bed or couch, to the point that hubby had to PICK HIM UP to get him into bed with us at night, yes, that same dog ... found a way this AM to jump up and squish that butt of his through a hole in our back fence.


I kid you not.


See, a while back (I tried to WW post about this, but that particular day blogger was unforgiving of images so it never happened) a tree from behind our yard blew up and over and INTO our yard. Well, not the whole thing, as it's like a zillion feet high. Really. I promise. Anyway, said tree found a way to take the momentum of the wind, and fall over. Onto and through our fence, landing partially on our tree, leaning through this tree and breaking into two once landing IN our yard.


I have the pictures to prove it right here: (And you know what, maybe it's not Blogger. I have a feeling these images are like GIGANTIC and therefore refuse to load when picked. BAH!)


And so, hubby boarded up the fence somewhat, said we should be good to go, and we were. For WEEKS. You know what, maybe even over a month. Until Dexter saw something through that fence. Down in the woods-y area that is partially our property but mostly woods between us and the kennel behind us. I mean completely wooded. Trees and trees and dead trees. Sigh.


So, here I am, calling him. SCREAMING his name. He wouldn't come in. He's still inside the fenced in yard at the time. No dice. I go get hubby's boots and start heading out to him, while seeing that he's decided to go THROUGH the hole in the fence! WHAT!?! Are you friggin kidding me, dog? Seriously? Ahhhhhh!


If the whole neighborhood did not hear me screaming DEXTER I don't know how that would have been possible. I could SEE him for a few minutes, but by the time I went to get a cookie to try to get his attention he was gone. Don't panic. Don't scream. He is chipped. He's not wearing his collar. (Why not, you ask? Because he was in our own friggin yard!!!! Why would he need a collar in our yard!?! I'm sorry, this isn't your fault. Forgive me. Emotions are still running high over here.)


Problem, me, home alone w. the child. Can't exactly take off into the woods w. her, can't exactly leave my 3-yo home alone, now, can I? Thank goodness a friend was home down the street. He took her in to play w. his lil one, they're BFF anyway, so that was easy enough.


I keep looking. Nobody hears me screaming? Really? Nobody? I come home to get the collar/leash and walk down the street. A woman HAS seen him. Down there. She points. I run. No Dexter. I start whistling. A neighbor asks me if I'm looking for my dog. YES! 'We gave him some water. He seemed really friendly. And really thirsty. I knew he was someone's as he was so friendly.' OMG! Where is he? He doesn't know but then, points, there he is!!


DEXTER!!! Come here, buddy! Come on! Come here!!! Get collar and leash on. Start crying. Thank neighbor SO SO MUCH. Neighbor admits to giving Dexter sausage. Of course. Mommy is losing her mind and doggie is living the high-life. Running free and eating sausage. D@mned dog. How much I love you is no reason for you to test me like this. If you'd only be calmer when we have you on a leash we'd walk you more. But that's no excuse. I promise more walks as a family now that it's nicer out. Daddy will come, too. And then you have to promise to never run away again. EVER.


Take that. Now get over here. Mommy needs some lovin'.

13 comments:

Robin said...

Aww thats too bad about him having trouble with his hind quarters..our old dog Floyd has the same..it is quite sad...but he also still manages to get out sometimes..You are very good though, using this time for a workout..I on the other hand call my kids to do it..LOL...Im lazy a lot...!Hope you have a great weekend..EnJoY..!

Cynthia said...

Pets really are like kids- and they test us the same way. Glad he made it back home and was none the worse for the wear.

Secret Mom Thoughts said...

Glad Dexter is back home. Pets really do try your patience.

....Petty Witter said...

Kiss him, its certainly the better option of the two.

blueviolet said...

I would have been screaming and freaking out too! So glad you you got him!!

Erin said...

Our dog is chipped for the same reason....and he is like our third child--even though he was around before the girls...lol! So glad everything turned out alright!

nycgirl0501 said...

Jeez what a jumble of emotions! Thank God you found him. That little rascal and least he got food & water on his adventure :)

Existential Waitress said...

My daughter really wants a dog right now. But I am so sick to death of dealing with bathroom issues already. not sure if I want to introduce yet another living being whose pee and poop I will inevitably have to clean up. Glad dexter's OK! :)

Mrsblogalot said...

This is why I have fish.

At least I think that I still have them (-:

Random thoughts said...

Thanks for your comment on my feeling depressed post--I am feeling much better nowadays, and writing is a really great outlet for me.

Your Dog looks so cute,

The girl with the flour in her hair said...

Why are we like that with our animals? Between them and kids, it will be the death of us!:) Too much stress...

My dog has a bad hip and is severely overweight (thyroid problem-or so he says) and can be pretty pathetic sometimes. I'm waiting for him to drop the act one of these days and bolt down the street.

Thanks for stopping by and leaving such a nice comment the other day! I really appreciate it!:)

Kel said...

Just wanted to let you know that I have two awards waiting for you at Between the Lines. http://betweenthelines-kam.blogspot.com

Linda Medrano said...

It sounds like Dexter took himself for a walk. I would bet he would have come back by himself (unless the neighbor kept giving him sausage, that is.)

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