Daddy’s gonna #(*@& that dog!

It’s not what you think… but it is… kinda.

I was out front putting up various Christmas decorations.  It’s been a hard day… hard weekend with trying to get things done and decorations finished.  I’m outside working and the kids are both going in and out the front door.  I’ve already warned them to watch out for Jazzmin and to stop doing it because she was going to try to get out.

Annalise had been paying attention to the front door and guarding it from Jazzmin.  I knew when Connor was coming out or going in because I’d start hearing “No!….. Nnoo!” from Annalise.  However, this last time she was distracted because I had asked her if she wanted to help daddy.  My mistake, because she wasn’t guarding anymore Jazzmin bolted.

I’m already frustrated and tired from working… now I have a dog on the loose that isn’t coming when called.  At this point Jazzmin is still close to the house… just across the street.  So I figure I can use my trick about getting the dog leash and asking Jazz if she wanted to go for a walk.  Being a dog she sees the leash and figures, ‘walk.. good…’ she doesn’t figure, ‘I’m outside already running around, I can go without it’.  However, this time she did (can’t use that trick anymore).

At this point she takes off.  I throw up my hands in the air, the leash goes with it… and exclaim, ‘Oh screw it’.

Mommy finally comes to the rescue (she was nursing Madeline), grabs the keys and uses the other trick.  Go get her with the car.  Connor and Annalise go with her.  It’s out of my hands now so I go back to work.  Fuming at the dog a little.

Welp, in the car as they are searching for the dog.  Connor tells Mommy, ‘Daddy’s gonna screw that dog.’

Whoops!