Amos

Friday night after spending some time with the Baker family and their loss, we came home and let the dogs out. Three of them escaped through the gate at the fence as Mable pushed the cinder block out of the way. Following suit were Rosie and Amos. After calling the dogs to come in all of them came but Amos. We looked and waited and decided to go to bed at 2:30am. I woke up Saturday, got in the car and searched the neighborhood only to find nothing. We had no clue where he was or even if he was alive. I wake up this morning and have an odd feeling. The phone rings and it was the VCA Animal Hospital on 86th street; they had Amos. I immediately dropped what I was doing, got dressed, and got him. I thought he was a cuddle butt before, but now he won't leave my side and won't quit looking into my eyes. I have a feeling he won't escape again... The other dogs even seemed to have missed him as they kept smelling and following him around the yard. They even were licking him. Pretty amazing how close of a pack our dogs have become.

On another note, today is my last Monday of spring intercession. It is sad to think about but then I realize I only have 9 more weeks and then it is summer vacation for 6 weeks! Wahoo! I'm just planning on cleaning the house (even the walls) and exercising at least 2 hours every day this last week. I've kept up on the exercise real well lately and I don't want to lose how good I feel about it.

That's it for now. I'm off to cuddle with Amos.