Dog Day
Today started off quite lazily. It was raining outside, so I didn’t take Bear out for a walk. I was messing around on the computer and watching TV while I was also cleaning the kitchen and doing laundry. Kellie was at work. As I was watching TV, I realized that Bear was sleeping in a funny position. I grabbed my camera and got a picture of him. I had been sitting on the sofa and he was on the floor. Mostly on his back.

I did several loads of laundry and cleaned the kitchen fairly well. I then got a call from Kellie, she’s doing a “double” today. I agreed to come down and pick up dinner for some of the nurses. They had ordered from the Red Lobster. I stopped and bought some more food for Bear on my way home. Shortly after coming home, I saw a delivery truck outside the house and I was checking to see if he was dropping something off. It was raining outside at the time. As I opened the door, Bear went bolting past me. He went running out into the street and up the street aways. I was only wearing socks at the time. He seemed to think it was a game to avoid me. He then ran out to the bike path. All the time, staying just far enough ahead of me that I couldn’t catch him. As we neared the park, he took off running out into a HUGE muddy open space. I couldn’t see or hear him anymore. I decided I’d have to head home. I tried to call Phil and Donna, but initially couldn’t reach them. I then decided to call the Roseville Police… just in case they came across Bear, they’d know who to return him to. I was worried sick. I came back to the house. Took off my socks and grabbed some clean socks and some boots. Since Bear’s collar has his name and our home phone number on it, I set the phone up to simultaneously ring my cellphone as it rang in the house… a feature possible with Vonage (ps… if anyone is interested in Vonage, contact me about it.) I then put on a jacket, grabbed the leash, a flashlight and headed out. I was hoping and praying I could find him. As I walked along my normal walk path, I heard a hound dog barking. I hear him occasionally when we walk by on our daily walks, but he was barking more. As I came closer, I saw Bear jogging back and forth along the fence that was holding in this hound dog. As I approached, Bear saw me. I told him to sit and reached into my jacket as if to give him a treat for sitting. I DIDN’T have any treat, but he sat anyways. I was able to grab his collar and attach the leash. He was quite muddy. As we got back to the house, I tied his leash up outside as I took off my boots. I then picked Bear up and carried him to the bathroom and closed the door. I put him in the bathtub and turned on the shower. I gave him a good bath. He seemed to tolerate it pretty well. The bathroom is kind of messy now. I was so fed up, I didn’t want to even bother cleaning it up yet.
