Wednesday, April 9, 2008

The Great Escape

We had a dog named Nala. She showed up when she was just a puppy, and she took a liking to us...and our food.

She might have been one of the happiest dogs...and one of the dumbest. And I mean dumbest in the most loving way possible. She was responsible for the demolition of no less than 4 screen doors, among other things. She loved to run, and there was nothing that was going to stop her.

Most of all, she loved to run over to our neighbors longhorns, and roll around in their poop. This was the height of enjoyment for this dog, and if she got into her head that she wanted to head on over there, there was no getting in her way. She could get out of anything. No cage, house, or rope could hold her.

Okay, we didn't actually have a cage for her, but if we had it wouldn't have done any good...I know it.

One day during the summer she took off, and I decided I was NOT going to let her get away. My dad was at work, and the five of us were home alone...supposedly under my 14 year old sisters supervision, but I think she was off applying makeup when this went down.

I took off after Nala, Ashley (younger sister) took off after me, Everett (younger brother) followed her and Bethany (Baby sister) was not going to stand by and miss the adventure.

Emily (older sister) must have seen us go by a window or something, and realizing that we were heading for our neighbors property tried to chase us down. I think she probably yelled for a while, but we were on a mission dangit! No time for obedience!

So she grabbed the keys to my dads van and set off down the road to head us off.

At this point dad came down the road to see...(in this order)

....his dog hightailing it for the cattle...

...his 12 year-old...

...his 8 year-old...

...his 7 year-old...

...his 5 year-old...

...and last but not least...

...his 14 year-old driving his van...

...somehow in this story I get the blame as the cause of the chase. They tell me I should have known better.

I am blamed as the culprit. Not the runaway mutt. Not the blind little followers (I didn't tell them to come, gosh!).

And how are we forgetting the underage grand theft auto??

Come on!

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