Last night I woke up all of a sudden. I laid there and listened. I noticed that the fan in the hallway sounded off, so I went to check. My backdoor was wide open! I shut the door and run into my room. I grab my baseball bat and start making my way through the house. I checked on everyone and every animal. I couldn't find my dog Sadie. Since no one was in the house, I went outside to look for my dog. I almost started to cry. I can't lose my baby. So with my baseball bat in hand, I go out the door whispering her name. Then I see Big Boy (he's a friendly neighborhood dog who apparently lives at our house) with my baby Sadie. I got onto both of them and went to put Sadie in the house. I look at the back door and see paw prints. I assume that with the wind and Big Boy, the door was pushed open. Either that or it wasn't shut all the way. Satisfied I crawl back into bed. One more problem. My other dog Nikida is in my spot, under my covers, on my pillow. So I get in on the other side of her and go back to sleep.
My dad gets home around four in the morning and wakes me up. He wants to know what's up with Big Boy. My mom, dad, and I go into our backyard and let the ladies pee. I lay down in the hammock and wait. Apparently I fell alseep, cause I woke up with Big Boy, Nikida, and Sadie in the hammock with me. Baseball bats and all, I was loved last night.
No wonder I have weird dreams. I am thankful that I woke up when I did and there wasn't a burgler in the house. Not like there's much to take, but I am thankful non the less.
1 comment:
You're a brave peep! Very funny story.
BTW it's CRACKER Barrel. It's one of my favorite places, gotta spell it right.
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