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I am the proud mom to 6 kids: Natasha, 24, Nikolai, 20, Reese, 20, Maylee, 14, Erik, 10 and Violet, 7. The kids come from Russia, Ukraine and China; I'm so proud of my family sometimes I think I'll burst and I needed an outlet for it - so I've created this weblog. :o)
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Tuesday, June 15, 2010
But I digress... Yesterday afternoon I came home from work to find Erik in a world of you-know-what. Yes, he had diarrhea and it was EV.'RY.WHERE. But enough details. Just keep this in the back of your mind, that my morning started yesterday afternoon.

This morning I got up at the usual time, etc. Took my shower, then went in to get Erik up. Yep. Once again, loaded with you-know-what, though I must admit it wasn't quite as bad as yesterday - he pretty much kept it to himself. Cleaned him up, got him seated at the table and stuck his oatmeal in the microwave (he has plain oatmeal with fruit most mornings).

While that was cooking, I let Mary out to potty. Went to put my hair up in a pony tail, then came back and let Mary in and fed her, then Erik.

After Erik was done eating, I let Mary out again, with Daisy this time. Left them and finished getting Erik ready for the day (teeth brushed, hair combed, etc.). I got him situated in his play pen thingie for a rather long and boring day without Reese, and with his dad not feeling well, while I went to work.

Went back to let the dogs in and... nothing. They were GONE. I saw the side fence ajar and knew that they'd gotten out. OH. NO.

With no one to help look (Reese being in Leesburg and Mark being in bed) I took off on foot, calling and clapping my hands, "MAAAARY!!! DAAAAAISYYYY!!" (They have wonderful names for dragging out when calling.) I was really surprised that they didn't come, especially Mary, who loves to be close to us and always comes running at full speed when called. It was surely in the upper 80's already (we are having record heat), but I took off down the street. "Maaaaaaary!!! Daaaaaisy!!" I didn't care what time it was - my babies were lost!!!

Which way did they go?? Down Spruce St.?? North up Pine or south down Pine towards the highway? I went this way and that, getting more panicked all the time. Sweat was dripping everywhere, but I didn't care. I started to pray, "Please Lord God, don't let anything happen to my girls!!" I was worried because, though she had tags on, Mary is prime for being a stolen dog: young, very very cute, sweet, friendly, purebred. Daisy did not have her tags on, but she was microchipped and a bit skittish and wouldn't go to anyone, probably. My heart sank as I turned toward the highway and I hesitantly walked closer. Surely Mary wouldn't go near the highway?? She was scared of cars and loud noises (HATES the garbage truck!). She wouldn't go near there, with all of the many, many cars. But I didn't know where else to look, so...

As I approached, I looked across the highway and down a little to a house with a beautiful, big green front yard (they sell honey there), and sure enough, I saw two little dogs, galloping around, playing like they were on a country meadow - MY DOGS!!!!

Heaving from running (yes, me!! Running!!) up and down the street in the unbelievable heat and humidity, I approached the light. Could they have POSSIBLY crossed this highway??? How did they NOT get hit?!?! I didn't want to call to them, in case they ran to me and got hit running back across the street, so I jammed on the light sensor gizmo and pretty much yelled at the cars to watch out!!! I crossed and made my way to the yard. As I got there, I saw that Daisy had settled down in the soft grass and looked like she was in the Caribbean, enjoying the ocean view. Mary was prancing around, having the time of her life sniffing everything, and chasing bugs. I called to them and Mary made a BEELINE straight for me and pretty much jumped into my arms!!! OH, was I glad to have her back!!! Daisy was a different story. She thought this was a fun game that I joined and she darted around, daring me to try to get her. What I wanted at that point was a pistol, but, heaving my lungs out, sweat dripping off of my nose, I sat on the grass and ordered her to come to me. She did.

Because I didn't have a leash with me, I had to carry the two dogs back home. Mary was no problem, the girl can't weigh more than an ounce. Daisy on the other hand, is a TANK and while tiny, packs every BIT of herself with muscle and she weighs a TON. Standing up while utterly exhausted is hard enough, but try standing up holding two dogs on a slippery slope of grass. Then, try walking all the way home (1/8 of a mile??) carrying the two squirming dogs (and Mary slathering me with kisses the whole way home - she was so glad to see me!!) with O2 sats at 70% in 88 degree weather with 90% humidity after being panicked by fear.

THEN, imagine that you got home to find the DOOR LOCKED!! Fortunately, Mark was home, but even better, I knew that the back door was open, so I dropped Daisy in the enclosed porch (my arm was useless by that point) and carried Mary around to the back, secured the fence AGAIN (it has been "secured" many times) and went in, and let Daisy in. I collapsed on the bed next to Mark and told him what had happened (I was soaked in sweat by then). He felt SO BAD.

But I was late for work, and had to go. I got Erik and put him in his playpen and discovered... HE HAD DIARRHEA AGAIN!!! I could not believe it. So in my disbelief, I changed him again, with a clothespin on my nose, put him in his place, turned cartoons on for him (he watches them now) and left for work.

And in case you are wondering, he was NOT wearing the dragon outfit and hasn't worn it in months and months!!!

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Adoption Adventure said...

Oh Missy, I could totally relate to your experience with your dogs. My neighbors have seen me more than once looking like a wild eyed crazy woman in a holey flannel nightgown chasing my puppies down the street. What we won't do for our kids and animals. Rhonda

Jodi said...

I could have sworn it was the dragon outfit.

What a morning! The kind where you just want to hit rewind and start all over :)

Thankfully, all was well and your doggies were fine!

Missy said...

LOL Rhonda AND Jodi!!

Jodi, that "dragon outfit" comment was for YOU!

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