This morning, I had to run to our office by my house before I went to the office where I work. I went to take my right turn on Peters Road and, doing my look-both-ways thing, noticed there were some dogs in the road off to the left. Two dogs, running confusedly. Cars were slowing down, swerving, but all eventually zooming by them. "Oh, wonderful," I thought.
I turned left and parked in the middle (turn) lane and put on my hazards. The dogs weren't too sure about me, so kept running back and forth. I clapped and patted my legs and yelled for them to come over. There was a pit-mix-looking brown dog and a nice little black one. As soon as the brown doggy came over, the black one followed. The brown dog jumped onto the hood of my car, the black one stayed at my feet, and I stood there wondering wtf to do.
"Alright, wanna go for a ride?" They both jumped in the car without hesitation. We went back to my house where I was hoping Balu would be willing to help me.
Of course, the brown dog immediately ran for Kitten, who arched her back, hissed, then darted for the tabletop.
Balu came out to see what all the commotion was about and, in between yells at the dog, I asked as sweetly as I could,' Do you want company for the day?"
Bless him, he's making flyers to post in the neighborhood and dog-sitting for the day. The dogs are a couple of little Houdinis, so I'm placing my bets that they've just escaped from someone's backyard.
In the meantime, I was late for work and worried about Elliot, who was in the backyard without me knowing, and who ran up a tree to get away from the one dog. From beyond the fence, I saw Elliot fall OUT of the tree and haven't seen him since. I know they usually land on their feet, but I'd feel much better to know that he was alright.
Life is full of excitement when you're friends with Stacey, right, Balu? :) First the ducks, now the dogs...
