It's getting a bit warmer {hooray} and the kids have been asking to play outside. Today was one of those days. Somehow the front door popped open (because of course no one left it open).
I was upstairs when they came running up yelling, "Da dog is out! She's outside and ran away."
{insert exasperated sigh}
I rushed to my closet, slipped on a pair of shoes, grabbed a jacket and ran outside. The neighbor was out in our yard and started to talk to me as I ran toward her. We exchanged a few sentences as she pointed in the direction of our dog's disappearing backside.
I ran down the sidewalk and started to detect a difference in the sound of each foot hitting the pavement. Hmmm....odd. Was I imagining it? No. There was a distinctly different sound when my right foot landed.
I slowed down to take a look.
This is what I saw.
And to think I mock Jake for putting his shoes on the wrong feet...
{I did find our dog and she is safely back in our house.}
