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I have finally calmed down enough to type...
and I thought I would have a peaceful day off since they closed the schools for the hurricane...but nooooo......drama seems to follow me everywhere....
Gizmo has a thing with darting out the door and just running off, because of this we only take him outside in the fenced yard (out back) and that's it! Well...this morning I went outside to see if we had any loose tree limbs (hurricane) I went out through the garage door...anyway as I am closing the door Gizmo darts out and I tell him no Gizmo! And off he runs...so I have to run back inside and open the garage door all the way (it was half open) so I could get him...meanwhile I am in my night shirt (which is short) and I am barefoot, did I mention I look like Medusa in the morning?
Anyways....
I call him and he keeps running...so I try to calm down and call him normally hoping he will run to me...but he is already 2 houses down and I could barely see him, so I start walking towards him (on really wet grass with debris on it!!!) and at the precise moment one of the outer bands of the storm decides to come my way and I am caught in a huge downpour...I mean it was raining so hard I couldn't see much....then the wind starts picking up and I am trying to hold on to my nightgown so I don't end up flashing anyone...and Gizmo decides to hide under a big Palm Tree....so I am running..DRENCHED...scared...and mad all at the same time....
Rain stops as quickly as it came...(I look like a drowned rat) and Gizmo takes off again...this time I lost him between house number 4 and 5...so now I am panicking...my street is semi busy so I am scanning the street for cars...looking for Gizmo, and I see him almost at the end of the street which is 7 houses down!! :shock:
I get near him and he starts darting around...now I am getting hysterical...I try to calm down but he had me so scared...so it turns into a chase...and when I look he is in the middle of the street with a car heading straight for him :shock: :shock: :shock:
I manage to gain control and wave the car while screaming "Stop...don't hit my baby!!!" and the car slams on his brakes (cuz he was going too fast as usual) and stops about 1 foot from Gizmo!!!
I am hysterical now...I am crying so hard I am sobbing...so imagine this...I am barefoot in a short Mickey mouse night shirt...hair plastered to my head and totally drenched in rain...Gizmo looked like a hairless chi....
the guy starts apologising...but I am already scooping up Gizmo who was petrified in front of the car...I walk away and start heading home...the guy is still talking to me...but I am squeezing the crap out of Gizmo...I was soooooo mad....I was scolding him all the way home...
I put him in time out and went to the bathroom to dry off and that's when I lost it....I could have lost my little baby today....
anyways.....I am ok now....just so relieved he is ok..
and that is how my Friday morning started
and I thought I would have a peaceful day off since they closed the schools for the hurricane...but nooooo......drama seems to follow me everywhere....
Gizmo has a thing with darting out the door and just running off, because of this we only take him outside in the fenced yard (out back) and that's it! Well...this morning I went outside to see if we had any loose tree limbs (hurricane) I went out through the garage door...anyway as I am closing the door Gizmo darts out and I tell him no Gizmo! And off he runs...so I have to run back inside and open the garage door all the way (it was half open) so I could get him...meanwhile I am in my night shirt (which is short) and I am barefoot, did I mention I look like Medusa in the morning?
Anyways....
I call him and he keeps running...so I try to calm down and call him normally hoping he will run to me...but he is already 2 houses down and I could barely see him, so I start walking towards him (on really wet grass with debris on it!!!) and at the precise moment one of the outer bands of the storm decides to come my way and I am caught in a huge downpour...I mean it was raining so hard I couldn't see much....then the wind starts picking up and I am trying to hold on to my nightgown so I don't end up flashing anyone...and Gizmo decides to hide under a big Palm Tree....so I am running..DRENCHED...scared...and mad all at the same time....
Rain stops as quickly as it came...(I look like a drowned rat) and Gizmo takes off again...this time I lost him between house number 4 and 5...so now I am panicking...my street is semi busy so I am scanning the street for cars...looking for Gizmo, and I see him almost at the end of the street which is 7 houses down!! :shock:
I get near him and he starts darting around...now I am getting hysterical...I try to calm down but he had me so scared...so it turns into a chase...and when I look he is in the middle of the street with a car heading straight for him :shock: :shock: :shock:
I manage to gain control and wave the car while screaming "Stop...don't hit my baby!!!" and the car slams on his brakes (cuz he was going too fast as usual) and stops about 1 foot from Gizmo!!!
I am hysterical now...I am crying so hard I am sobbing...so imagine this...I am barefoot in a short Mickey mouse night shirt...hair plastered to my head and totally drenched in rain...Gizmo looked like a hairless chi....
the guy starts apologising...but I am already scooping up Gizmo who was petrified in front of the car...I walk away and start heading home...the guy is still talking to me...but I am squeezing the crap out of Gizmo...I was soooooo mad....I was scolding him all the way home...
I put him in time out and went to the bathroom to dry off and that's when I lost it....I could have lost my little baby today....
anyways.....I am ok now....just so relieved he is ok..
and that is how my Friday morning started