It Showed Up on My Porch

It showed up on my porch.


What else was I supposed to do?


Send it away in the rain to be run over by all the stupid work trucks and tractors zipping through our yards and up and down our streets today at 90mph for no apparent reason?

Should I have called animal control?


Maybe I should have grabbed an umbrella and a picnic basket and carried the so-called dog up and down the street looking for the owner?


This isn't him but it looks just like him.



So I did what any logical person who's been considering getting a cute little puppy would do.

I found the dog when I was on webcam with Kirke.


I got up to open the window and let in some fresh air and there he was looking at me!


I let him in.



I picked him up and held him in front of the web cam. Kirke knows I've been talking about getting another dog. His response was "what is that"? I'm pretty sure this is not the dog he pictured me getting. So of course I told him it was mine. But quickly said it's not ours before he began to plan a way to kill me for getting another "kickme" dog.


He came in and played with my two dogs Scrappy and Allie while I called Home Again to find out who he belonged to.


I could have called the post vet clinic but they would come get him and then charge the family to get him back and the man who runs animal control is on my hit list! He used to steal my cat off my front porch! Who does that?


So after having this lost dog in my house all afternoon I finally got ahold of the owner and we took the dog to her. This meant I held it for more than a minute and then I stunk like wet dog!

So at four in the afternoon I had to shower. Way to throw off the routine!

Now I have a sick Cool Dude. He was crying that his legs hurt at 6:45 so I laid with him in my bed. Then he fell right asleep. He woke up around 8 and I took his temperature. The thermometer told me his temp was 104.9!! WHAT? No way, I stripped his little but down to his shorts, took away my very hot blanket and threw a sheet over him. Gave him a dose of Motrin and laid with him for a few minutes. I took his temp again, this time 104.2, ok getting better. Within a half hour it was down to the "not going to cook my brain" range so I let him sleep. He just came down (its 9:45) and it's now 101. Much better.


Ugh the whining begins. Love love love having a sick kiddo! Off to bed with my computer I go. It's gonna be a long long night!