Found Dog

I rarely feel as down as I do right now. Today, everything that could go wrong, did go wrong. It was just “one of those days.”

I won’t get into the specifics of my sucky day… what happened, happened, and nothing can change it now.

But on days like today, I need to smile, and laugh, and remind myself that tomorrow will possibly be better. And the way I do that, is by laughing at ridiculously silly stories about dogs… and how these pups always seem to find me…

One day, all of my dogs were playing outside, while I was cleaning inside. Suddenly, I heard a lot of commotion in the backyard.

So I looked out the window—and I kid you not—there were TWO BRAND NEW DOGS in my fence, playing with/terrorizing my pups.

“Ummm… What the french?! Are they freaking multiplying back there?! Where the hell did these 2 come from?!”

I stopped for a second… and thought real hard: Did I rescue 2 new dogs today... and somehow forget that I did this? Think, Ashley! Think! Have you really gotten to a point... where you can rescue 2 dogs... and retain no knowledge of the event? Because, if so… WOW. You’ve reached a new level of ridiculous.

So, I go outside... and I realize that these 2 stray dogs had found a loose board in my privacy fence... and then, proceeded to break-in. If you don’t know much about dogs, it’s very rare that they break into a fence. It’s usually quite the opposite...

So... my dogs don’t know what the crap is going on… but they're freaking fascinated by these magical new pups. They’re looking around at each other like, “Did you see that?!”

I could swear I saw one of my dogs high-five one of the new kids… while the others were busy getting their heads stuck in that hole in the fence.
Awesome. Now, we can FINALLY work on the “Stay” command.

Another day, I opened my front door… and there’s a dog, just freaking standing there. It almost looked like he'd knocked... and then politely waited for me to answer.

I said, “May I help you, Mister Dog?” He decided that we should talk inside... and proceeded to walk in the house.

Why of course, come on in, sir…

A different day, I looked out my back door, and I was stunned. A line of stray dogs... was forming at the door… and they were impatiently waiting for me to open-up and let them in.

In this situation... any rational, levelheaded person would stop and think things through.. before simply opening the door for some random pups, right?

So anyway...
I opened the door and allowed the dogs to come inside... and they decided to completely ruin everything in my home. Yay.

Another story: at one point, one of my foster dogs learned to climb the fence. One day, I watched him… he put so much effort into scaling the fence… got himself all the way over… and then...
he simply walked around,  and laid in the carport.

Seriously? You break-out of the grassy backyard with your friends... just to lay in the nasty, concrete garage by yourself? I mean… don’t get me wrong... it does sound genius.

So, to solve the climbing problem, I built a wooden privacy fence. Well... then, a different dog learned to dig under the new fence. She would dig out... then run to the front door, & scratch for me to let her in.

So... let me get this straight: you're quietly sneaking out of the fence, only to run around the house... and announce your misbehavior?! You get a treat for that. Good girl.

No matter where I go, or what I do, dogs seek me out. One day, I stopped at a convenience store, opened my door, and out of nowhere, a dog freaking leapt into my car. Do what?!?! She sat in the passenger seat and refused to move. I had some ice water in the cup holder, and she proceeded to drink all of it.

Then, she looked at me like, “Um… what are you waiting for, Lady? Let’s freaking go.”

Um... Wow. Okay. This wasn’t in the plans for today. But I guess this means you need a ride?
Since I’ve heard stories about hitchhikers robbing people... I decided to put the car in drive and do what I was told…

Dogs always to know where to find me. When they need me, I’m there for them… and when I need them, they never fail me. There are very few people I can say the same about. So whether these dogs break into my backyard, or show up at my door, or invite themselves into my car as a hitchhiking bum... I welcome them into my heart.

Because I know... that one day, a family of pups will do the same... for my broke ass…

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