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Our special visitor....

Do I have a story to tell you! Last night Hunter ask if he could go out to the van and look for his Nintendo DS. I let him go and then made sure he locked the door as he came in. This morning, as I stepped outside to take some things to the car before we left for school/work, I noticed the sliding door on the van was wide open. I started griping to the boys "Good grief, now the battery is going to be dead....AAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!" They came running out the door to find an "American Bulldog" curled up in Carter's seat. After I got my wits about me, I sent them back in and tried to talk the dog out of the car. Then I tried to entice him out with a hot dog. He just stared at me. Then I got a stick, opened up all the doors and yelled at him to try to scare him out. He just ran behind the seat and hid in the back. When I got really agressive he started quivering his lip like he was going to growl at me. He was scared of me and I of him. All the while, I was documenting this on Facebook, with all my friends who were online, giving me all sorts of advice.




I called Calhoun County Animal Control, but they were closed on Wednesday. I called City of Anniston, and they said they don't service animal control calls in their police jurisdiction. My voice started shaking with the lady because I was litterally out of ideas and her advice....he'll evenutally come out. Evenutally? My kids are already late for school, and I have a meeting at 9:00!

So, I call in to work via text, complete with a picture of my predicament. My boss thinks its hilarious and sends a co-worker to save me. Jerry shows up, with a pitchfork and an oar (LOL, right?) and opens the hatch....beats on the wall and yells in a deep voice and the dog hops right out. GAH! How embarrassing!

Some towels to cover up the dog hair and a little Febreeze for the smell, and we were on our way. An hour and a half late, but with a good story to tell! :-)

Oh how we miss daddy!

Comments

ME! said…
LOL! An oar and a pitchfork? That is so funny.

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