Mud hole dog escape!

Crazy experience blog post time!

I would like to note that regardless of the following I had a beautiful day with a beautiful little girl! :)

Taleyn & I began our morning by filling in holes that the 'new' dog has dug. As I am filling in holes, Taelyn turns on the water hose and fills in one of the holes with water. You can use your imagination on what happened next! :) It was equally cute and harmless being as we were in the back yard and nobody would see me allowing my child to get covered from head to toe in mud! [I suppose it's what kids do anyways, right?] Right. No harm done!

My husband does not seem to appreciate our big dogs. It's been made public. SO he almost regularly does not understand the concept of completely latching the gates. I grew up with an ornery little schnauzer (I miss you everyday, Astor!) that would seize the opportunity to go on an adventure not understanding that the big scary world was outside those gates whenever presented with it! So I naturally never leave a door or gate open. Never the less, somehow the big dogs get through the imaginary gate and take off to explore the neighborhood.

Problem 1: My dog, Apple Jack is completely deaf. Problem self explanatory.
Problem 2: The 'new' dog or 'lost' dog is still that and has not been named.

Anyway .. continuing on. Taelyn and I hop in the golf cart to go find the boys. My faithful pekingese, Pudro in tow to help save the day. Well .. problem 1 and problem 2 arise simultaneously. Then problem 1 causes me to forget that 'new' dog is fully capable of hearing and I scoot down the street following after them without saying a word for a block. Hello. Then as Taelyn starts to yell "puppy!! no!!" (mind you this is before I ever said a word) I remember that she is covered in mud and the funny looks from bystanders start to make sense. Or maybe it was the golf cart silently chasing two dogs down the street that did it. Who knows. Then I remember that I can yell for the 'new' dog but problem 2 arises again and I can't decide what to yell.

We end up getting one large dog in the golf cart and as large dog two is being put in large dog one takes off. This went on for a good 30 minutes. Then I decide after having an exhausted Apple Jack in the cart that maybe 'new' dog will follow us back home! SUCCESS!

Great.

'New' dog gets distracted by the lawn service down the street and I slow down to get his attention and just as I get his attention back *MOM OF THE YEAR* does not notice that her 21 month old toddler has halfway gotten out of the cart before I starts tooting back down the road.


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I barely got started before halting the breaks and Taelyn doing a harmless roll out of the golf cart and out of harms way of the back tire. Did I just say harmless? I'm trying to make it sound harmless because I feel AWFUL! Anyway, she barely cried and then said "puppy?" while looking at the dogs taking back off down the street. One of the awesome neighbors we have witnessed that last set of disasters and got another one of our neighbors and came to check on us.


Our awesome neighbors are laughing at me and take Taelyn from me so that I can continue the chase. I'm sure it was just in concern for the runaway dogs and not because of the golf cart roll, right?


'New' dog gives up and voluntarily goes back into the yard. Then I end up in a high speed chase down the alley hot on the trail of Apple Jack.


Clank .. scratch .. tires spinning in the air ..


Someone has so generously placed half of an old cement post hole right in the middle of the alley. Golf cart immobile. I did some tugging and pulling but no such luck. I grab Pudro and I looked Apple Jack right in the eyes and said that I was going home and he better follow me. My eyes must have been very convincing to him seeing as he can't hear me because he followed Pudro and I down the alley and back into the yard.


I'm starting the think that just as soon as I stopped chasing both of them they went home.


So the golf cart is right smack dab in the middle of the alley, my mud covered daughter is at this point way over due for her nap, and I'm a tad bit frustrated. I could carry on the rest of this story but I'll make it short. Awesome neighbor 1 comes with me to pull out the golf cart. Awesome neighbor 2 entertains the princess. Myself and awesome neighbor 1 try to pull the golf cart off of the cement. Fail. Awesome neighbor 3 comes with a jack. Golf cart home. Dogs home. Baby bathed and napping. Article critiques being worked on. Cowboys win. Blog writing distracting article critiques being finished.

Good day.