Houdini

This morning my husband gave me some grief about not posting regularly in the blog. Sorry dear readers, I just haven’t had much of interest to write about. With Jacob in Seoul my days have become ruled by routine, as it’s been all I can do to get through each one. Not exactly interesting stuff. Anyway, when I protested that I had no good material for a blog entry he prompted me, “Make something up, you're good at that.” Well luckily for all of us I don’t have to. Yesterday turned out to be pretty interesting.


My good friend Jen and her 10 month old baby, Kaleigh came for a visit yesterday. We had a lovely afternoon complete with a Ladies Lunch at Panera (my favorite!) and then a trip to the mall. We had a delightful time. As wonderful as that was it’s not the interesting part really…unless of course you get a rush out of shopping for nursing bras and baby portraits at Sears like we do!


What’s interesting is that once we returned to my home we opened the door to find Jack and Scooter tails a-wagging happy to welcome us home. Again, nothing out of the ordinary, except Scooter was missing his halter, which I figured he had just finagled his way out of some how. I checked the house and didn’t see it. A little strange, I know he had it on when I left. Then I noticed my answering machine blinking so I checked it. The first message was:


“Hi, my name is Georgia and I live here in Niles. I found a blue halter in front of the post office and thought I’d call the number on the tag. Looks like your little dog Scooter is out and about.”


WEIRD. But, Scooter was obviously home safe and sound, sitting at my feet.


The NEXT message played:


Hi, my name is Joann, and I live at 1234 Any St. (just down the street from us) and I have these lovely two dogs in my kitchen. Jack the lab and a little Chihuahua without a collar. Please call me as soon as you can. They are playing nice with my dog right now, but I’d really like to get them home.”


Oh my gosh, those little Houdinis! How the heck did they get out, and better yet, how the heck did they get back in!?!?!?! I KNOW I locked the kitchen door when I left…I doubled back for my keys to do so!!!!!


Well, I called and spoke with the good Samaritan Joann, who was a very kind lady. She had walked down our street looking for someone who knew Jack and Scooter. Thankfully she ran into our landlady who recognized the pups, let them back into our cottage, and locked up for me. I had TWO wonderful women looking out for me that day.


When I spoke with the landlady to thank her she said she discovered our front door wide open when she went to put the pups up. I couldn’t believe it! I checked to make sure nothing was missig (not that we have much to take) and all checked out. The only conclusion I can draw is that Jack somehow figured out how to open the front door (which must have been unlocked) and the gate in our yard. What I find as amazing as their escape is the fact that the two of them stayed together. How cute is that? Can’t you just see Tweedle-Dee and Tweedle-Dum wandering about on a mad adventure together? Well, those are my idiot circus dogs, folks.