Thursday, May 07, 2009

fiasco

Last evening was supposed to be a period of calm, quiet time. A time I counted on to get caught up with everything I needed to have ready for school today. Rich took the kids off to their final swimming lessons of the session. I decided to surprise them with some fresh-baked cookies. After throwing a batch in the oven, I sat down at the computer to type up some things.

But not two minutes later, the door bell is ringing. Grabbing a robe, as I'm clad in my summer pjs, I went to find our neighbor from down the street standing there on our porch. He wanted to let me know that Bacon had somehow gotten out of the backyard and was running free. Sure enough, I as I stepped out I saw the little escapee four houses down in the opposite direction. Now, I couldn't exactly be angry...I mean, any pooch is going to take the opportunity, when given, to get out and see a bit of the world, right? But I was a bit irked that he refused to come back upon hearing me yelling at him to do just that.

Then, before even making it out of our own yard, I managed to step on a thorn-like object measuring approximately 1.5 inches in length. Ouch. Really. So now, we don't just have a fat woman running down the street in her pajamas calling her damn dog, we have a fat woman running down the street in her pajamas calling her damn dog...and leaving a trail of blood. Oh yes, I'm sure it was a lovely sight.

Well, many thanks are owed to my neighbor at the corner who went out and caught the selectively deaf beagle in question. It is somewhat nightmarish to even imagine what I must have looked like. But to add insult to injury, by the time I got back to the house, the smoke alarm was going off. Upon returning from swimming just minutes later, the kids all opted for ice cream sandwiches over freshly burnt cookies.

20 comments:

Amanda said...

I feel for you Debi, wholeheartedly.

Scrap girl said...

I so know how you feel! As my dog gets older, he seems to have developed selective deafness. I can spend ages chasing across a field where he runs like a young pup, yet when I catch him,he puts on this old man walk.

I am always setting off the fire alarm - I am not the worlds best cook! I usually set it off just by cooking a bit of bacon. Hubby bought a fire extinguisher and gets it out every time I cook now!

Grad said...

Ha! If that had been me running down the street in my underwear,screaming explitives at my dog, with my house burning down in flames beind me, my neighbor would have simply said, "Look, Mable, there she goes again!" :>

Nymeth said...

Oh man, that thorn must have hurt! Ouch :( And lol, "selectively deaf beagle"...they do that, don't they?

It's too bad your evening was ruined, but on the bright side, it could have been worse! The house didn't burn down, for example :P And Baker was back safe and sound!

Jean said...

Priceless! If Annie doesn't work this into a story someday, then I'll just have to use it in NaNo some year. Maybe you should have made them eat the cookies. There may have been some good carbon fiber there.

Kailana said...

This reminds me of the rabbit hound that my father had when we were kids. If it got out, that was that! It would take forever to retrieve said dog and I would be ready to give it to the first person I saw at that point! It always baffled me that it listened so badly because supposedly it was TRAINED!

Sounds like you had an interesting evening, though...

Dawn said...

I don't mean to laugh, but you did paint a funny picture there! I'm glad it all worked out in the end.

How's your foot by the way? OUCH! Those are the kind of injuries that hurt for days!

I'm missed reading your blog my friend. I sure hope I can keep up the pace until the end of school! Your emails would always be welcomed by me!

take care,
Dawn

Carl V. said...

Awww, Debi! That is so typical of the kind of thing that happens when everything decides to go wrong all at once. So much for a relaxing few moments while the hubbie and kids were away. I've been on that end of escapee pooches before...sounds like you handled it much better than I usually go! Ha! I hope the weekend makes up for this with calmness and relaxation and fun.

Chris said...

I like Nymeth's point of view :) At least the house didn't burn down! LOL...I'm so sorry Debi :( What a mess! Why does it always have to all happen at once! I hope that foot of yours is feeling better...and that dog of yours is behaving his self!

Melody said...

I'm sorry about the fiasco, Debi! It's weird how things can happen badly like a chain reaction. I hope your foot is getting better now!

DesLily said...

oh my!.. I hope your foot is ok and doesn't get infected!!.. glad the dog is home...

mmmm burnt cookies! hey, I've done that before!!.. just not due to running after my dog though ..heh..

Thoughts of Joy said...

Ohhhh Debi. I'm sorry to hear of your fiasco, but at least you have a good neighbor, your dog back home and a flexible family. :) Hope your foot is feeling better.

kreed said...

I know I shouldn't chuckle, but know that it was a chuckle in solidarity...that sounds so similar to my answer the door in pjs that don't quite hide the jiggly bits, dog promptly pees on visitor's shoe while cat runs out the door, put baby down to get cat and clean up pee(while baby goes to overturn the dog water bowl) all happening while phone is ringing. I do feel fortunate that I didn't end up with a torn in the foot, though - I hope your foot is OK! And I hope you have a nice adult beverage after it was all over.

Bookfool said...

I'm thinking you need to write a book, Debi.

libritouches said...

Oh, you dear thing. I hope today went better for you and that the reason you're trailing blood isn't too bad! It seems it's a time for people getting injured. *sad noise and sends good thoughts*

Ali said...

Fiasco is right! Reminds me of the time my cat escaped through the back fence to the scary neighbors' yard. I was dressed, but toting a baby in a stroller, making nice with the scary neighbors so they wouldn't shoot me when they found me prowling their back yard (they've since been replaced by super-nice neighbors, yay!) and then trying to wrangle a stubborn cat around the block was the wrong kind of exciting!

Staci said...

I'm so sorry about the cookie/dog/pj/robe fiasco but the visual you painted was absolutely hilarious!!!

Trish said...

Oh Debi--hopefully this is one of those things that in a few days/weeks/months/years you'll be able to laugh about. Because you have to admit, it does sound a little funny...

Ok, I'm awfully behind in my blogging and you've got so many things that I want to comment on, so I'm just going to do it all here...forgive me.

Your cards are GORGEOUS! I'm thinking about making my mom's Mother's Day card this year. What awesome keepsakes you've created for your kids.

The picture of Gray sounds like a good compromise for Pizza Hut. Sounds like a really special event--and good for him for getting up there in front of all those people to recite his poem. I don't think I could have done it at his age (despite appearances I was terribly shy back then).

Happy Birthday Annie!

Jennifer said...

I'm sure it wasn't funny while it was happening, but you sure made it funny here - so I couldn't help but laughing! Hope your foot is better! And sorry you didn't get your quiet night!

Eva said...

Awwww! That's awful, but at least you told it in an awesome way. :D I hope your foot's feeling better!