The Dog is Definitely Smarter Than Me

If you’ve been reading my blog, following me on twitter, or deal with me online to any degree, then you probably know that I’ve been entertaining some “little people” in my home the past few days to relieve family at the hospital with my uncle.

So, on Saturday my mom and I brought the kids back to my house to play outside and have pizza after we returned from the Bee Movie at the theatre. We were just finishing up the pizza when the doorbell rang. It was my neighbor boy from up the street. Apparently, my sweet ol’ granny dog was running loose. Assuming the “little people” visiting had accidentally opened the gate in the back yard, I yelled for someone to find her leash and I took off in the direction the neighbor pointed.

Two blocks over, I see my dog frolicking in someone else’s yard. I stop to catch my breath and a man puttering around in his yard asks if that’s my dog. I look at him like he should be shot for asking such a stupid question and nod my head. Then I gasped, “She’s pretty old, she’ll lay down in a minute and then I can get her”.

About that time, she takes off running again and disappears around the corner. When I make it to the corner, I run past a dog laying on the lawn of the house on the corner and think how coincidental that the dog looks similar to mine. As I turn the corner, I see two teen boys walking toward me, but no dog. So I ask them if they’ve seen my dog and which way she went. They give me the same look I gave the man up the street and say, “We didn’t see any dog, lady”. So I turn back around the corner to see the man up the street closing in on the dog on the lawn and my husband with leash wearing only socks!

Embarrassed, I tell the man that the dog he’s trying to capture isn’t even my dog. Donald is looking exasperated after running three blocks in his socks to bring me the leash and the good samaritan from up the street is looking at us like we are both total nut-jobs.

Seconds later, the neighbor that sent her son to alert us that my dog was out pulled up in her car to help with the dog hunt. We tell her it’s not my dog and she apologizes and offers us a ride home. Because I’m only mildly stupid and sweat drenched, I accept her offer and laugh all the way home.

As soon as we got out of the car, we went straight to the back yard to verify that my sweet ol’ granny dog is truly there. I swear, she looked at me like I should be shot and with her huge brown eyes said, “Next time check the backyard first, stupid human”! 😉

Comments

  1. LOL… I needed a good laugh today! Thanks for the great story! :-)

  2. That’s a good one. Thanks for the laugh.

  3. hee hee too funny! :)

  4. Oh my gosh that totally cracks me up! Too funny!!!!

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