Exciting Morning

It started like a regular Sunday morning. We slept in until Dakota started whining, and then we got up and went out to potty. We got to the edge of the apartment complex, and were about to head down the sidewalk when we saw some buzzards flying around. I barked hello to them, and one of them came down and settled on an electric pole.

POW!!!

A gunshot rang out, and the buzzard hit the sidewalk! Dakota freaked out, and mom started looking around for the idiot with the shotgun, hoping we weren't next. She didn't see anyone, but then saw some smoke going up from the top of the electric pole. I was barking, Dakota straining to get away with her belly to the ground, and the neighbors were pouring out of their apartments.

Mom suddenly figured that they were thinking SHE was the idiot with the shotgun. One of the neighbors cautiously approached, and mom told him what had happened. He yells, "Chicken, anyone?"

Meanwhile, back at home, the other mom was in the bathroom, getting ready to get in the shower, when the lights went out. The buzzard incident had darkened the entire neighborhood! She had to take shower, because the moms were going to a home visit! so, she showered in the dark, and then used a lantern to get dressed.

Back outside, mom was having a heck of a time with Dakota. She was terrified, and absolutely would not go any further to poop. Finally, mom was able to convince her to cross the street, but she walked with her tail down and all hunched down like someone was going to strike her down any second.

I was still barking at the downed buzzard - I could have taken him out, I'm sure. Mom was torn between laughing at the whole situation, feeling sorry for Dakota in her fear, and feeling bad for the big bird. The curious neighbor came out to look at the body, and he made another discovery. A poor little squirrel.

He looks like he's sleeping, but apparently he met the same fate as the buzzard. He was probably what attracted the buzzard in the first place. Two poor animals only a few yards apart.

We came home (mom had to coax Dakota to cross back toward the scene of the accident) to a dark, warm house. Then the moms realized that they hadn't written down the directions to the home visit! And with no power, we have no internet!

They ended up calling my Aunt Rhonda to get the directions. She laughed at our predicament, but came through with the directions.

To my dismay, when it was time to go, they left me in the dark (no air conditioning) with freak-out Dakota! Will this morning never end?!?!

Finally it did, we have electricity again, the moms are home, and the home visit passed - it's a happy ending for all except the squirrel and bird. Nap time!