Thursday, July 10, 2008

So Buddy came to stay on Tuesday night. I said I would take him back to Patty's on Wednesday. Since all the dogs like car rides, I took them all with.

Sebastian and Maggie rode in the passenger seat, and stuck their heads out the whole time. I was very proud of Maggie for finally feel confident enough to put her head out the window, although I suspect having Sebastian there was the key.

I roll the window up on 95 because I am going too fast to feel comfortable with their heads popping out the window. I rolled it back down once we got off the Interstate. Somewhere between 5-10 minutes later, we pulled into Patty's driveway and I announced, "We're here!" to the dogs. I looked over and it was only Sebastian in the seat. !!!

I immediately called Chris, since it's his number on the tag (I would've put mine, only considering I hardly even know where my phone IS, I didn't figure that would be too bright). I left him a message explaining what happened and starting re-tracing my route on Palmetto Park Road. I was crying and every time I got a stop light, I lost it. STOPPING did not feel like an option when Maggie was out there. I kept saying, "Please don't get hit by a car, please don't get hit by a car." I turned around and started to head back towards Patty's house when my phone rang. Chris immediately said: "Don't worry, someone found her!"

He gave me the address and I went to pick her up. She apparently jumped out a mile or so from Patty's, probably while I was making my very-slow-'cause-the-dogs-are-in-the-car turn onto the quieter road.

A guy met me in the driveway and took me to his porch. Maggie was inside his house. She ran towards the door and then cowered in the doorway at me. She knew she had been bad. I was just so happy to see her. He explained that he saw her while he was riding bike and noticed her collar, so figured she was safe enough. He started talking to her and she ran alongside him, following him home.

I kissed her the whole way to the car, SO relieved.

On the way home, she said next to me - with the window up. I guess I'll dig out the harness so she can safely ride with the window down sometime in the future.

SCARY experience.

Poor Maggie! And for that to happen the first time she got up the nerve to try it out! I'm glad everyone is safe and sound. :)
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I'm Stacey. I'm a 31(!)-year-old Wisconsin girl living in sunny South Florida. The highlights in my life are my lovely boyfriend, my aloof cats, my adorable/adoring stepdogs, my two lumbering tortoises, select family members, being outside, being underwater, taking pictures, yadda yadda. Stay tuned for lots of babbling!

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Making a difference

A small boy lived by the ocean. He loved the creatures of the sea, especially the starfish, and he spent much of his time exploring the seashore.

One day the boy learned there would be a minus tide that would leave the starfish stranded on the sand.

When the tide went out, he went down to the beach, began picking up the stranded starfish, and tossing them back into the ocean.

An elderly man who lived next door came down to the beach to see what the boy was doing. Seeing the man's quizzical expression, the boy paused as he approached. "I'm saving the starfish!" the boy proudly declared.

When the neighbor saw all of the stranded starfish he shook his head and said: "I'm sorry to disappoint you, young man, but if you look down the beach, there are stranded starfish as far as the eye can see. And if you look up the beach the other way, it's the same. One little boy like you isn't going to make much of a difference."

The boy thought about this for a moment. Then he reached his small hand down to the sand, picked up another starfish, tossed it out into the ocean, and said: "Well, I sure made a difference for that one!"

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