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Oh, Sweet Mystery of Life

July 9, 2008

We had a bit of a crisis in the X household this past weekend. It seemed as if G had already hidden his new toy ring that sqeaked in the backyard and it was no where to be found.  Mr. X kept telling me to look on the side of the house, all in vain, though.  There was no tell-tale day-glo green, no squeak, no nothing.  It was as if it had vanished.  G, I’m sure, was crushed.

And then, we were finishing up a walk and I happened to look to my left.  There, peeking out of the inky darkness of the neighbor’s bed was bright, unnatural green.  Could it be? Is it possible?  I nimbly ran over and there it was, a little dirty, but still squeaking, G’s toy.  Now, how it got over the fence into the neighbor’s yard is truly a mystery.  G is quite talented, but that might have been a stretch even for him.

Suffice to say, he is thrilled to have his toy.  He carries it around the house in his mouth and occasionally lets out a squeak.  We also play fetch – well, I throw it, he runs after it and then doesn’t let me have it.  The universe is back in alignment. Now if only we could find his squeaky tennis ball, we’d be set.

2 Comments leave one →
  1. July 10, 2008 8:51 am

    It’s amazing how talented our furry friends can be. We had a mini-wiener dog (I keep typing “god”) who could throw her own tug sheet (an old strip of bed sheet with knots all down it for tug-o-war). She’d get pretty good distance from it, so G may have tossed his toy on accident in that whole “grab & shake” move dogs are famous for.

  2. JellyBelly permalink
    July 10, 2008 10:12 am

    i wish that my life was as good as my pet’s! it’s amazing that little things can make them so happy.

    if only we were as lucky!

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