Tuesday, February 13

Because I have nothing to post about and because I am tired, I bring you bullets! Which I know you love!. Ok, lie to me and tell me you love them.

  • Tiny went missing last night. All of last night. For those of you who don't read my blog (and why the heck not?), Tiny is one of my dogs. She is MY dog. Mine. She is an escape artist. We have a wireless (electronic) fence. We don't know how it happened. Perhaps the battery went dead in her collar. She dug a hole under the fence and was gone. Gone. As in not there. My husband looked for her last night (he didn't get to bed until midnight) but had no luck. Picture this. It's pitch black. She is black. Oh Lord people..my baby. She was gone. My heart? She was splintered. But someone was on our side because this morning? This morning people? She was waiting at the garage door when my husband was ready to go to work. As if to day "Helloooo, where have you been?"' I was already at work, with a broken heart and spirit, when my husband called to give me to good news. An now? My baby? She is at my side and hasn't left it since I got home from work. I took her for a long walk since she somehow lost her collar and we can't let her outside by herself. The other dogs are a wee bit miffed because of it so I spent some time with all three of them. But mostly with my baby. My Tiny. Who was lost. But she is now found. She is home. And I am so thankful.


  • Ok, only one bullet. I know I promised you more. I am tired tonight, but all is good. My baby is home. I am happy. All is good yes?

    God love the Grouch old Cripple. Because he? He shows you just how I feel.


    Posted by Moogie at February 13, 2007 8:38 PM

    Comments

    All safe and sound, I know exactly what that's like even if mine only went missing for an hour or less :) I bullet point is enough **hugs**

    Posted by: Gopher at February 14, 2007 2:01 AM

    I LOVE bullets.

    I am glad you're baby is safe. Our's went missing for 3 days once and we were sure he was gone for good. And then, we went outside and there he was, acting if nothing had happened.

    I like boogie-woogie. I am reminded of the scene in Blast From The Past when Brendan Frazer's character is taken to a club and dazzles the crowd with his dancing w/two partners.

    Posted by: bob at February 14, 2007 9:21 AM

    I Iove bullets, and abuse the LI tag frequently. I'm glad your baby made it home safe and sound; if it had been one of my kitties, I would have been freaking out so much it would have made me sick.

    Posted by: Thumper at February 14, 2007 9:54 PM

    You can use all the bullets you want.
    I started reading and just caved. I could not believe Tiny was gone. What a relief that Tiny is home safe and sound.
    Good Lordy those two can dance on that vid....Gosh oh golly wouldn't it be nice to dance like that!
    Have a wonderful day!
    *^_^
    (=':'=) hugs
    (")_ (")Š from
    the Cool Raggedy one

    Posted by: Raggedy at February 15, 2007 9:33 AM

    Thank God she's OK. It was one of my biggest fears when we had our cat that he would get out and disappear. The one time that it happened, he managed to walk out the front door when someone inadvertently left it ajar. About an hour later, I heard him meowing in the distance and went to the front of the house to investigate. There he sat on the front porch, staring at the slightly open front door with the saddest look on his face. He could have been gone forever, but he stayed put.

    Sigh...I miss him. And I want a dog.

    (And go nuts with the bullets. Many a time these magical elements of punctuation and language have saved my writer's rear end.)

    Posted by: Carmi at February 15, 2007 2:25 PM