Okay, it has been established that I am a bit of a worry wart and I am NOT in any way good in a crisis. For istance when my 6 yr old son broke his arm at HIS birthday party, what did I do? Stood there and screamed for someone to CALL 911. a friend literally had to shake me and say "SNAP out of IT, your son needs you!" and we DROVE him to the hospital. LOL (no worries, I did not drive.)
so, fast forward to about 1/2 an hour ago, we were reading to the kids, Tillie rang her bells to go outside, we let her out and continued reading... after awhile we heard her bark, just ignored her... few more minutes go by and a few more barks... only I realize they sound TOO far away. I open the front door to discover the gate is OPEN. So, fast forward to the crazy lady, in her PJ's (a long shirt) SCREAMING for Tillie and running down the street. TOP it off with me yelling at my husband to GET THE VAN!!! .. and well, ummmm, ya like I said, I am NOT good in a crisis.
I had visions of Tillie lost, in the woods, wondering how we were ever going to rest tonight wondering where she is, if she is okay, if we will ever see her again.
We drove around for a few minutes and the kids were hysterical (no idea where they get THAT from?) I was attempting to keep my calm (once I was IN the van of course).
We came back towards the house and she was outside with the neighbor. My daughter saw her first. He said she ran from around the side of OUR house. Wondering WHY she didn't call when I first called her (before I panicked.)? Needless to say, we all cried some more, hugging and kissing the very confused Tillie ... we will all sleep peacefully tonight. Thank you Lord for keeping our Tillie safe, what a smart girl she is to stay close to home... oi vey.