Thursday, August 23, 2007

The !@#$%* Dog Days of Summer...



You guys won't BELIEVE the morning I just had.

So my neighbor has this chocolate lab 'puppy' that is already about the size of a small horse and is completely unaware of his own strength. When he was smaller, he used to come hang out w/ my beagle and I was shocked how strong he already was, jumping up on the kids, knocking the three year old to the ground etc. You can only imagine what his added pounds have accomplished over the weeks in this area. He is an unstoppable force now...a juggernaut. And USUALLY his mistress keeps him tied up. But this morning, I noticed as I was preparing to take my 7 year old to school that he was loose and wreaking havoc all over my yard.

When I opened the door to leave, of COURSE the stupid dog was RIGHT THERE waiting and of COURSE he runs into my house and proceeds to skid around on my hardwood floors, run into walls, and terrify my three year old who was coming out of his room in blissful ignorance and probably thought a pony was loose in our hallway. I was so mad that I screamed insulting words at the beast and ran as best I could to head him off and out the door. After much exhausted maneuvering, I finally succeeded but had to CARRY my three year old son to the car, so frightened was he. I also watched in horror as the dog jumped on my seven year old repeatedly, nearly knocking him down, and leaving muddy pawprints all over his school clothes which would have to stay that way since it was now too late to change. Deep breath. Drive.

On the way home from the school, I stopped at the store to get my morning fix of coke zero (as well as a few extras, for later) and a powerade for my son. When I got home, I opened the car door and WHO should jump into my unexpecting lap but that insane canine , tearing the bag of drinks in the process and running off w/ the powerade like it was some kind of game! Again, my big ol' belly and I chased him down and finally retrieved the drink but in my haste, I'd forgotten to close the car door and of COURSE the dog was now in my car, stinking it up! I decided to prioritize and get my sobbing son out of the car first, carrying he and the five bottles of drinks, that no longer had a useable bag, into the house in one haul. Then back out to the car I went to pull the DEAD WEIGHT of a dog out of my car since he refused to come on his own. Now I'm exhausted beyond belief, my belly is scratched up, my clothes are covered in muddy pawprints, and to top it all off, I'm evidently allergic to this dog and have developed hives all over both arms.

When I got back to the house and opened the door, he tried to run back inside but I was having NONE of that and managed to slam the door on his smart alleck, smiling face without the slightest regret. One look at my scratched hardwood floors was all the validation I needed.

Presently, I'm looking out the window as he rolls around on his back gleefully, completely unaware of the hell he's put me through, snapping his jaws at butterflies and wagging his lead rope of a tail like the baby that he is. I don't want to be one of THOSE neighbors, but I'm going to have to let the next door lady know I cannot have another morning like this. She's gonna have to keep the beast tied up...that is, if she wants him back alive.

SO how was everybody else's morning?

8 comments:

Sarah said...

Oh my goodness! I would have died! That was a great description of a horrible day! I'd be ever so tactfully going to the neighbor, dirty clothes(evidence)in hand, asking if they knew anything about a wild horse breaking into cars and houses, and if they would mind containing any wild animals THEY happened to own. I'm sure Mrs. Roper never went into their home or car and wrecked anything.

Heather said...

Awww! You poor thing. I can just picture you waddling (assuming you do, I did that far along) to get that dog out. Nothing is easy when you are that preggers. I hope today is better. :)

Anonymous said...

Wow, you were pretty nice about it! I probably would have shot me a dog by the time it was all said and done, then taken the carcass over to my neighbors with what was left of my clothes and groceries and my screaming child and explained exactly why there dog is no longer among the living.

I hope today goes better for you!

Kim @ Twice Remembered said...

OH MY! How dreadful! I would have been blowing my top! I've had similar trouble with our neighbor's dogs - so much so that they finally got rid of them. I've had to complain to the neighbors on several occasions about their animals constantly getting into our trash, biting one of the girls, climbing the fence into our backyard and eating our dogs' food - and so on. Oh - and lets not mention the number of times I've had to call animal control (there's just something about a pitbull that won't get off your porch that is unnerving). I feel your pain and hope the dog situation is resolved soon. When the wee one comes along, it could be down right dangerous to walk from your door to your car with your baby in tow!

jewlover2 said...

Thanks all. Since this incident, the dog has again gotten loose and wreaked even more havoc. Yesterday, my little boy was outside playing and suddenly I hear him scream and the dog is jumping up and down on him. My husband happened to be here and I can't say I felt bad to see him grap the dog by the neck and literally THROW him about 20 feet, towards his yard. Of course the mindlessly good natured thug did not even yelp and just proceeded to mosey along like nothing happened. Sigh. He also has taken to eating up ALL of both the dog and cat's food and jumping up on our windows, ripping the screens.

Michelle said...

Oh my goodness, you better complain to your neighbor. I know someone who has a black lab and he was a big clumsy puppy too, and his tail hurt if it caught you while it was wagging!

And girl, I am surprised you did not go into labor by that evening after lifting heavy your heavy child and that dog and then chasing the dog twice!

How are you feeling by the way? I read your post from a couple of weeks ago at 34 weeks. I went through the same thing at that time and had my baby by 36 weeks, and I was on bed rest, not lifting a thing! ((HUGS)) I only just got around to visiting you blog and catching up, sorry I'm late on your pregnancy news.

jewlover2 said...

Thanks Michelle. Well, I am still pregnant so I guess I'm none the worse for the experience.

I am having alot of pressure and the baby's head is low (per my last post) but there is no dilation yet. I will post another update on my 'condition' after Monday's appointment. I still think I'll go early but I thought that with Nathan too and he was almost two weeks late!

Brooke said...

Oh. My. Gosh. I would shank me a dog. That is ridiculous! And I thought our neighbors dumb dog who barks like a screaming girl in the late late hours was bad! Jeesh! Poor you! :(