Dog Days of Summer...

I love my husband. When I married him, I knew that by taking him I must also take his dog. Now, I am not saying I don't like his dog...but she is definitely HIS dog. This arrangement has never been a problem, until recently!

One morning, while loading the girls into the car to go to daycare/work...Rasha (Erik's dog) snuck out. I didn't realize this. We came home that evening to Erik relaxing in his chair, we talked about our days, nothing out of the ordinary. About an hour past until Erik asked, "Is Rasha outside?".

"No...it was going to be so hot today, I let her stay in the basement."

He jumped up, called for her...nothing. He went in the back yard...nothing. A wave of guilt came over me. I knew this was my fault. Erik jumped in his truck to try to find her. I called the neighbors, the vet's office, and animal control. That was a long night. I had put a dish of her dog food out on the front porch, and left the light on in case she came home. The next morning the food was still there.

I stayed home the next day (daycare insisted Molly-Moo was sick) so I called an animal shelter. Unfortunately, the only way to ask if they found your dog is to go to the facility and look yourself...so that's what Molly and I did that day. How sad to see row after row after row of lost dogs...and then...there she was! I was so excited and ran to tell the very underwhelmed lady at the desk. Apparently it is a law to have your dog licenced...Rasha is not. "I cannot release the dog until she is licenced...we can do that for $15.00." I agreed. "I need to see proof of her current rabies shot." I called the vet to have them fax the info...only to find she is NOT current! The lady then told me "You will need to go to the court house, get a summons, then I will release the dog, you will have 20 days to get the shot or you will go to court and possibly do some jail time." I laughed at the thought of me in jail...that would be great!

Anyway, I sprung the dog from the pound, paid a hefty fee for the shelter's "services", and now I have this summons. On my way home, Erik calls me "Did you just put 'x' amount of dollars on our debit card? You should have left her there!" What gratitude!