Or as I like to call it - the day my heart stopped.
I forgot to put the garbage out last night so this morning I was scrambling. Abby was in the living room so I grabbed bag #1 and threw it out the back door, grabbed bag #2 and then I saw a black blur roar past me and OUT THE DOOR. No collar, no leash.......I was panicked
Here's how it went:
Abby: I'm free, I'm free. Wheeeeeee
Me: OMG, OMG, OMG. ABBY COME!
Abby: Nah, don't think so.
Me: Abby, come now, come get a treat
Abby: nothing in your hand is as good as what's potentially out here. I can go wherever I want now instead of where you make me go. (I swear she was smirking at me at this point)
Me: (I know if I go after her she will bolt). Look Abby, treat. Come get it. (I'm panicked).
Abby: think I'll move off the lawn to the driveway and see what she does. This is fun
Me: Abby NO, come get a treat. (I'm waving the treats, leaving a trail by the back step)
Abby: this is so cool. Every time I glance toward the road, that big blue vein in Mom's head starts to throb. COOL! I think I'll glance at the busy road every 3 seconds and see if I can make Mom's vein explode. Bahahahaha
Me: (full blown psychotic episode in progress). (Decides to fake a happy, playful voice). Come on, get the treat.
Abby: well, I would like a treat, and Mom is starting to turn strange colours. Maybe I'll just move a couple of feet closer........
Me: GOTCHA, you are in so much trouble missy. Get in that pen!
Abby: SHIT!, game is over and Mom is pissed.
AND but the time this little drama played out, I missed the friggin garbage truck! It was not a good start to TGIF