Skip to main content

Hoot, Hoot...Hoot, Hoot

Had a scary experience with my doggos last night!

There’s currently a breach in our backyard fence that I haven’t had time to fix yet because I have to clear out a bunch of vegetation before I can reach it, but that allows the pups to get out. They don’t go far...we figured out there was a breach because we’d let them out the back door and they’d be begging to get in the house from the front door 30 seconds later. So for the past week or so, they’ve been going potty out front on leashes.

Last night, around midnight, I took them for one last potty trip. When we all got outside, after a moment, I noticed all three were transfixed, staring up at a bird on the power line. I didn’t have my glasses on and it was very dark so I had to move closer and really squint to see.

Danged if it wasn’t an owl! I’ve lived in Texas since the last week of May 2002, arriving here two weeks after college graduation up in PA. In 16 years and 4 months, I cannot recall seeing a single owl out of captivity here. And that includes living in 9 separate homes, 7 different towns, lots of nighttime dog walks or “me” walks BITD.

And he was a big’un!

I urged the pups to make quick about their business, because that bird was making Momma nerrrrrrrvous.

And then he swooped down. And so did I. I scooped up Baby and Sweetie, tugged on poor Sugar, and we were back inside my front door a nanosecond later. Who knew we could move so fast? With the screen door closed behind us and before I could slam my front door, I noticed him perched on the decorative stoop between my front porch and flower beds. Brazen sucker!!

Nighttime walks with the dogs just became a lot more cautious! Baby couldn’t have been even a quarter of his size. Thank God 2 of the 3 dogs are pee pad trained and the third will literally not pee in the house unless her bladder is positively overflowing...until I feel more comfortable again, that may be our nighttime solution.

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

In the Middle of...Child Cell Phone Safety

I recently bought both of my littles a cell phone. Yes, they're still a bit on the young side for that, but after thinking about it for a long time - like, really, a year - I decided it was the best course of action. Having a cell phone doesn't mean the kids now have free reign over the internet, apps and all of the craziness that goes along with it. *This Momma* has gone all NSA on the little ones, loading up their devices with parental monitoring software so that I have oversight of their usage and control over how the devices are used. I'd like to share the apps I've installed so far - and then see what your favorites are to use for your kiddos' devices. First up was Family Link . Family Link is an actual Google product and designed specifically so that families can safely allow children to use cell phones and other devices. And so far, I'm just loving it! I set up a profile for each kiddo and the parameters around their usage that I want to e...

Still in the Middle

When my former husband and I first separated, I went into a blue funk every time the kids were gone to stay with him instead of me. I'd stay in my pajamas, chain-smoking, reading dreary novels, and crying my eyes out. Blech! Thank GOD I'm no longer that person. I absolutely needed that time to mourn then heal - but Lord knows you can't stay that way forever. Now, I look at the time that the kids are with their father as opportunities to get all of my non-kiddo related things done - chores, errands, Tom Cruise movie marathons , extra client work, projects, school or church work, and Tom Cruise movie marathons . (Did I mention Tom Cruise movie marathons ? Just want to be sure I didn't forget that.) Do I still miss them? Of course. Right now I'm sitting in a house that's waaaaaaay too quiet. The kids have been gone for 25 minutes and will be with their dad through Saturday (with a brief stay back with me because of his work schedule). I'll miss them t...

On Having a Minimalist Christmas

I normally go all-out at Christmas, in terms of decorating, celebrating, and gift giving. This year, not so much. Several weeks of my life between Thanksgiving and Christmas got sucked up in a miasma of sickness, and it's changed my whole approach to the holiday season this year. See, I got pneumonia the week of Thanksgiving and was admitted to the hospital the following week for what would become a 10-day stay, followed by a week of bed rest at home. That's the time I normally would have spent decking my halls to the nines - my Christmas decorations, when packed away, fill a walk-in closet, floor to ceiling. I dress up the whole front yard. The tree gets decked and then some. And every room in the house gets other decorations as well. It didn't happen this year. We were lucky to get the tree up about a week ago. A few other treasured decorations made it out several days after that. As late as yesterday and today, the kids were bringing a few other things out to use...