Haven't blogged in a while & can't believe I'm coming back with this story!
This week has been CRAZY.
Good crazy, but crazy nonetheless.
Flower market, start of: PWOC Bible study, MOPS & OSC.
Whew. I'm just tired typing it all out!
Well, I volunteered to bring scones on Tuesday AND Wednesday.
Scones aren't hard, but by Wednesday
I was darn tired.
My dear friend Charlotte graciously offered to take the girls yesterday morning so I could head to the church for setup.
I was running back & forth to her house with various things for the girls.
Indy was not in his crate.
Do you see where this is going yet?
Well, he ATE half a batch of scones. It makes 40.
Let's just say that at that moment, I was happy to be home alone.
Fast forward to this morning...
at 5:37
Brad & I both sat up in bed.
Some strange noise had woken us up.
It was LOUD.
So, Brad gets up and goes over to our bedroom door.
He listens and walks out into the hall...
"Oh my goodness...it's Indy. He's out here having horrible gas!"
Our dog's gas woke us up.
At 5:37 A.M.
Argh.
Brad gets dressed quickly and heads outside with Indy.
He comes back in laughing his head off.
I guess that Indy couldn't figure out what was going on.
Not to be too graphic, but let's just say it was explosive!!
Poor guy. Well, sort of...
Maybe he'll learn his lesson?
I'm baack...bloggy love,