If today hadn't actually happened to me, I never would have believed any of it. So, here's how my day started...It was just like any other day.I woke up to the loud screaming noise of the alarm clock beeping.
I stumbled to the shower and then crawled to the coffee pot.
I made my way downstairs to let the doggies outside for their morning romp in the yard and I went back upstairs to finish my morning routine.
Teenage daughter lets the doggies in before running out the door to school, at which point she yells, Shelby didn't come in.
Look for Shelby, no Shelby. Scream, Call, Sing-Song doggie name...no doggie.
Baby Boy gets up, has breakfast and we run out to look for Shelby.
2.5 hours later, one exhausted mama goes home, hopeful that Shelby will have made her way back home on her own and is anxiously waiting for me.
Step out of the truck, lock the doors and BAM!
A bird pooped on my head.
A bird pooped on my head.
(no, I'm NOT joking).
In a moment of complete denial, dumb woman runs fingers through hair.
Yup, sure is poop.
Go inside and take shower #2.
Call hubby to update him on the Shelby news.
He pees his pants laughing over wife being pooped on.
Call police department to ask what should be next step to resolve missing doggie issue.
Wait for it...
Shelby was found and is waiting at the local animal hospital.
She has been "impounded". My dog is now a criminal
, in doggie jail, she's a tramp (dum dum dum dum)
but I love her...
She was found at 7 a.m., it is now 9:30 a.m.
Go to animal hospital, pick up papers.
Call vet to find out that Shelby did not get her Rabies shot - they never gave it to her.
They don't know why.
Go to police department, pay stack of fines
totaling $150.00 for doggie issues.
At which point, one very stupid police officer asks me, "How did your dog get out of your yard? If you see where we picked her up, it's rather interesting at how far she traveled." The words that ran through my mind at this precise moment are not repeatable. Fortunately for those in the police department, a gun was not handy as at this point I could have shot the whole lot of them. I didn't. I just cried.
Go back to animal hospital where I pay their bill for another $150.00 for their charges.
They finally let me have my Tramp dog back.
The time is now 12:30.
I'm exhausted, I'm frustrated, I'm emotionally drained.
Get the mail and find out that the insurance company more than doubled our home owner's insurance.
No notice, no dinner, no wine song or roses - just bend over and take it.
So, now I get to find a new insurance company.
I needed another thing on my to-do list like I need a hole in my head!
My day is a perfect country-western song.
I'm glad it's over.
But, thank goodness I can laugh at my own misfortunes.
7 comments:
Stopped in from SITS to say hi! I hope you have a better day!
Oh MY that is a day, Suzann! I can't get past the birdie poop - ick!!! lol
Tanya
Oh Boy Suzann, you had a goodie, I am lauhing at your commentary too funny..although I know your day was not funny nor fun..I am sorry. Here is wishing you a better day!
Awwwwe! Poor thing...but I can´t help laughing! :) I´m glad you can laugh too, or at least try to! :)
Oh.my.word.
That day sucks.
It does sound like a country song.
(I'm loving the song on the player right now!)
I tagged you for a fun meme, if you're up for it :)
Hi from SITS and that is a rough day! I think it is the insurance companies' motto that "we bend over our customers on a regular basis and they just have to take it." Especially in FLA where the options are getting slimmer and slimmer! Here's to hoping that you don't get pooped on today!
Sounds almost too terrible to be true! So sorry you had such a rough one that day! But...I am so glad you found Shelby in the end and have a sense of humor about the other misfortunes ;) Thanks for visiting me! Sorry it took so long to get over here...Hope you have a lovely Mother's Day!
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