Saturday seemed promising ... got some things done around the house, and then off to run a couple errands with hubby. He was dropping me at the quilt store so I could do some measuring and figuring for a quilt I had made. No sooner did he leave then I got a call from my mailman, Eddie. Remember Eddie? I've told you about him before ... he is awesome ... whenever I get a package I get a text from Eddie so I know it's at my gate. I had a feeling this conversation was NOT going to be about a package:
Eddie: Hi Colleen ... did you guys get another dog?
Me: Yep ... long story, but yes we have a beagle we are "fostering."
Eddie: Well he is out ...
Me: Where is he?
Eddie: In the middle of the street ... oh, and your little dog is outside the gate too.
Me: Ok ... great ... thanks Eddie!
No sooner did I hang up with him then my son, who is living in Michigan remember, texts me to tell me the neighbor called him and left a message that the dog is out. For some reason his cell phone was the only number she could find. Then my son tells me to deal with it ... what????!!! I know he didn't mean it to come out that way, and you can't see someone's face when you are texting, but I did not take too kindly to that text, so I shot him a little reply. Then talked to hubby who went home to put the culprits into the house. Our nice neighbors were standing in our driveway with the dogs, making sure they didn't run away. They have three boys and those boys are very sweet ... they love our dogs and sometimes I wonder why ... since all Charlie does is bark at them whenever he sees them going off into the park! We think Todd is climbing up on a pile of firewood and jumping the fence. So hubby moved some of the wood and we'll see if that does the trick. Did I mention that Todd somehow removed his collar last week and buried it in the yard? I can't find it and it has his identification tags on there. Off I went to Petco yesterday in the midst of my errands to get him another tag so if someone finds him they know who he belongs to. Would it be terrible to say that I considered NOT replacing his dog tag?!
Decided we would try and take all three dogs to a local park and hit the trails with them. Todd hasn't been in the car since we brought him home from the airport. We aren't two minutes down the road and he is drooling everywhere. The trip is about 15 minutes ... we have towels on the seat and hubby has to keep wiping his drool ... gross ... on the window, the side of the door, disgusting! Get there take them for a walk ... walk is successful! On the way home more drooling, and I keep thinking he's going to toss his cookies .... 5 minutes from home, yep he does! After we get home I spend about 1/2 hour washing down the inside of the car and outside windows where there was drool, and then clean the carpet that got the tossed cookies. Don't think Todd will be going on a ride anytime soon!
Did you make it this far? I know that part was not about quilting, but the majority of my life these days is ... not about quilting! I did get to finish putting my flying geese and half square triangles together; picked my background fabric for my turkeys and pumpkins, and have everything stacked and ready to go for class next Saturday.