There’s that place on the highway–you know the spot–where the speed limit jumps from 55 to 65. That little stretch is where I sail around the curve towards freedom.
But yesterday that curve didn’t put me ten minutes from home as it usually does. It took me into a sea of brake lights. Traffic stood perfectly still.
Any other day, the delay would have driven me to madness. Yesterday I simply sighed and listened to the radio.
Without you, I didn’t feel the pull that draws me directly home every evening. There was no urgency, no rush to return to a quiet and empty house. I missed you most then, realizing that “home” is not the structure we live in. Home is where you are.
I was asked by a friend today to get the word out about her abducted dog. If you know anyone in the Connecticut area, please pass her words along. Thanks!
Viral Networking – Save my DOGGIE!
Hi,
Pardon the intrusion.
For those of you already ‘on it’ – THANKS!. To those of you just finding out, I was being a good Samaritan yesterday and pulled over to help a guy who was in a car accident last night. Turns out he was drinking and had a prior warrant out and decided to push me out of my car and steal it (with my completely useless Doberman inside).
I am SO not a Facebook/Twitter/teenporn marketing person, in fact, I refuse to have a facebook or any other social page. BUT in this circumstance I am asking for your help.
The State Police still haven’t found my dog or my car, but maybe you can.
Please post on your pages my story and this information:
Car and dog inside last seen in Ellington Connecticut on Route 30 heading South toward Tolland/Vernon at approximately 7pm March 1. License Plate 46C K03. 2004 Black Suzuki Aerio SX with Dobie and a Pitbull stickers on the back. The jerk who stole it was about 250lbs, 5’7” Italian with facial hair and partially balding or short hair, 29- 32 years old. Andre is my black and tan Dobie’s name, and he is super friendly!
Please pass this on to everyone you know to try to find my dog and/or car. And if you see the guy, feel free to throw an egg (but don’t tell him I said to do it). Karma baby!
UPDATE: Andre was found in Hartford earlier today. He is now home safe. The car is still missing.
We interrupt this blogging hiatus to bring you a big ball o’ cute . . .
That is all.
A house-hunting revelation I came to while sick with the flu this week: Any home in which the master bedroom and bathroom are on different floors is unacceptable.
There goes my number one choice.
Compliment I received from a coworker today: “You must look great naked.”
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