Summer Days
Some of you may not be aware that my husband and I repatriated just over a year ago after living in Singapore for nearly 4 years. While overseas, MANY things were replaced except for the roof and the central air. Last year, I knew that we would be required to have our central air replaced because of the freon issue. I was informed many times as the air-conditioner-repair-dude (ACRD) was recharging our system. I felt terribly guilty at the time, but $$$ preclude guilt on occasion.
Today, after suffering many HOTlanta days, some air-conditioner-replacement-dudes were in and out of our house ALL day long. Clyde and Hunter were very protective of me — as long as they were behind the baby-gates. ;-) Actually, they could “get” the scary ACRD’s if they were brave enough to try another route. They chose to stay close to Mama, and that was fine by me.
The ACRD’s were finally finished with our new HVAC system by 6 p.m. I inspected (read: FELT COLD AIR COMING FROM DUCTWORK), signed-off, and gave the check to the Chief ACRD (dude). About 15 minutes later, I fed Clyde and Hunter. Then another 15 minutes later it was time to go outside to do some “bidness”.
Well now, dontcha know? Clydie came running up the stairs all proud of himself doing “bidness”, but there was no Hunter at the door! Hunter is ALWAYS first at the door “peddling” away. So, I get off of my lazy-computer-addicted-butt to investigate. Clyde led me back down the stairs. I’m hollering and doing my special whistle for “come” for Hunter… no response.
No reason for worry, Hunter always comes when Mama calls for him…until, Clyde and I discover that the basement door is wide-open, all of the lights are on, and the GATE… OMG the GATE IS WIDE OPEN!
I keep doing my “Come to Mama” whistle and yelling for Hunter. ABSOLUTELY NO RESPONSE.
This is giving Clyde and me a very big stomachache because Hunter is ALWAYS by Mama NO MATTER WHAT.
Well, the ACRD’s changed all of that. Once Hunter discovered that the gate was open, he decided to go for a walk down our street because he loves to go taunt “Old Blue”, a big old German Shepherd who lives on our cul-de-sac. Fortunately, the cute 10-year-old-twin-girls discovered him, and knew his name. They immediately hooked-him-up to one of their pretty pink leashes and brought him home!
OK, he only went down the street a few houses, but I never thought he would be the one to leave our yard. I’ve always envisioned my pretty, Smilin’ Clydie would do that, and he didn’t.
I guess I’ve learned a couple of lessons today — NEVER trust ACRD’s to close a door, turn off lights, or MOST importantly, close a gate. The second would be, that our furbabies can always learn new “tricks”
