I've already told you about Diablo. Well, I'm happy to report that our devil-dog, guest-from-hell has finally found a new home. Hopefully one without phones to chew or carpets to worry about.
No sooner did Diablo make his exit, we had the Bird Incident. Yesterday, it was the Giant Bug Scare. I'm not going to get into these now -- they're really worth a post all their own.
Whoops, digressed again. Back to the story. Today, the kids and I had the most bizarre experience we've had in a long time. Given the insane nature of our lives, this is really a major accomplishment.
It all started when we picked up our son from his last day of school. Yes, the last day of school. The words that should not be spoken. Just to let you know, I wore black.
Well, I decided to get the dog (the good one) out of the house and bring him along for the festivities. All was well until we were headed back to the car. Then, seemingly out of nowhere, a cute little terrier attached itself to our Angel Dog's rear.
Chaos ensued, but all was still well. Our car was not too far and then we'd be gone.
Not so fast.
This was no ordinary dog and this is no simple story. Cujo followed us, the whole time no more than an inch away from the Angel Dog. Looks like he was totally enamored with our big guy. I finally got our dog into the car and slammed the door shut before the little canine could follow. After jumping up on my car door for a while, it decided (in protest, I'm sure of it) to lay down right under the wheel of my car.
No amount of coaxing would make it budge. In one failed attempt, I put my hand out and sporting my best puppy sweet-talking voice, I was met by a nasty set of teeth lunging toward me. I swear I would have run over it at that very moment if the kids weren't with me.
Not wanting to traumatize my kids with a pint-sized pup under the tires, we kept trying unsuccessfully to dislodge the beast from the car. This went on for fifteen minutes, until a kind man across the street took pity on us and joined the cause. Three attempts and one bite later, he finally succeeded in relocating Cujo.
At that very moment, I gunned the engine and made my escape, only to hear my kids yell, "Mom, its following us!"
And so it was. For two blocks, the surprisingly speedy dog was right behind us, until it spied yet another mom in another minivan and decided to terrorize her instead.
I'm happy to report that we made it home safe and sound. But after this incident, I have Animal Control on speed dial in my phone, just in case.
Right now, we're off for a weekend of camping with the family. I'm sure I'll have some adventures to share upon our return.
In the meantime, have a safe and wonderful Memorial Day weekend.
The Dog Catcher is My Friend,