Excuses

I realized earlier this week that it has been five long weeks since I blogged. I think about it everyday. I have great stuff to share. I have just been so busy with school ending and working on the house. The kids are currently off visiting their first dad. Matt and I have been feverishly working on the house while the house is so very empty and sad.

My personal goal: catch Thrice Blessed up before the 4th of July when our angels return to us. Here is to hoping they return the angels we sent out!

Jack

I signed up to help at the Cub Scout Day Camp that was held last week. I was due to take the noon to 4 o'clock shift. At 11:50 am, I walked out the door and saw our neighbor's dog, Jack. He is a black lab with a white patch on his chest. He came right over to me and bid me hello.

Jack and I walked over to his house and rang his doorbell. His family has both parents that work and a couple older boys. As I stood waiting for them to answer the door, Jack ran around the corner. When no one answered the door, and Jack around the corner, I decided to just not worry about Jack. I was getting late for day camp. But, then I thought about if my dog (or kitty) were out, and ran away, how sad I would be. So, I turned around and called after him.

By this time, it was neigh on noon. I decided the easiest thing to be would be to put Jack in his backyard and call it good. So, like a good neighbor, I slipped their beloved dog in their backyard.

Friends and family, I wish the story ended there. But, just as I got Jack returned to his backyard and began closing the gate behind me, I saw another black lab with white on his chest already in the backyard. Yes, take a moment to process the fact that I just returned a lost dog to someone's yard that had NOT lost one! Imagine my horror of wondering if the dogs were going to fight. Imagine my horror of wondering if the teenage boys were really in their house laughing at me. Imagine my over all horror of the whole situation!

Well, the other dog, NOT Jack, liked running circles in this new place he had been introduced to. He liked eating Jack's food. And the real Jack was so excited to see me he almost knocked me over time after time. My arms were covered with scratches from him jumping on me. The other dog had no collar and I had no idea how far I could push him to leave the yard without him possibly biting me. Honestly, by this point I was near tears. I had no idea what to do to get this dog out of the yard without accidentally letting the real Jack out. And, don't forget: I was now late for Cub Scout camp! I finally said a prayer and had some loud words for Heavenly Father.

The Fake Jack finally ate all off Jack's food and decided it might be fun to chase me out of the yard.

The moral of the day: Find out if your neighbor needs help before you offer it!