Today's post is brought to you by "It Happens" by Sugarland. Why is this? Because, if it could happen today...it did.
It started at two in the morning. Our dear sweet puggle...you know her, this one?
She decided to pee in her kennel. She woke me up and because I didn't smell anything (she had been having poop problems in the not so distant past) I figured she had to go out but I had gotten there in time. Instead, I picked up a wet dog of pee. I got covered in it and woke up Hubby to ask him to help. I put Honey outside in her playpen to wait there while we got cleaned up. Hubby was still in bed. I woke him again and asked him to help. He seemed to think that I was just informing him the first time. I jumped in the shower and thought I heard him go out and get Honey and bring her in.
I get out of the shower and not only is Honey not in her kennel, she dug out of her play pen. Too tired to chase after her into my in-law's bedroom, I went back to bed. Hubby chased after her instead and put her away. Alas, I thought it was all going to be okay.
MIL J, FIL D, Hubby and I were going to take a motorcycle ride this morning. Well, MIL J and FIL D's trike wouldn't start up. So they ditched the ride and Hubby and I decided to take a ride ourselves. We were doing just fine until...we ran out of gas. Neither of us thought to look at the tank. So we called AAA who brought us gas. We thought we got plenty from the driver and continued on to find a gas station. Half a mile away from the airport exit...the bike dies. Again. Out of gas. Again. We get it started and get off the freeway. It dies again and we coast in to the station.
No more can possibly go wrong right? Wrong. Oh yes, more can go wrong. Hubby keeps looking down and I ask him what's up and he tells me his shifter is loose. So we pull over and work on fixing it so it won't fall off.
We get home, grab the car and go to lunch...at three o'clock because we never got to do it on the road. We have a good lunch. Hubby goes to sign the credit slip and the pen doesn't work. He gets another one. It works for the tip and half the signature. It stops working so he starts scribbling and ends up chucking it across the room. At this point I tell him we need to hide for the day.
We get back home and MIL J asks us frantically if we have Honey. You remember her, the cute puggle that peed on me this morning? Yeah, she escaped apparently. We did find her and she came running to me thankfully. Then we go about moving hay and who do I see around the corner? Honey, running free again. I get off the tractor and grab her again.
That seems to be the end of the Shhh...it happens day. But I think that's enough to qualify for the winner of awards for that movie. In the end, I laughed. A lot. It really was fun although it seems so horrible. You gotta laugh from time to time.
Laughing still,
FFR
