Although Rich and I occasionally discuss embarking on the crazy adventure of parenthood, usually I do something that reminds me that I am definitely not ready to take that step yet. This weekend’s move was one of my most impressive (or least impressive, depending on how you are judging).
It’s Sunday afternoon, we’ve had a long day of cleaning and running errands. I head down to the basement to move along the laundry. Our delightfully bad dog, Ren, follows me down there, thinking that while I’m down there, if I could let him out, that would be great.
Tanget – Ren gets to go out from our back basement door, which opens onto an alley. We have a separate yard across the alley, and he’s generally well behaved enough that we can just open the door, let him run across the alley, into the yard, and then open the door to let him back in.
So I open the back door and let him out. Then I notice the fruit flies. We are dealing with a fruit fly infestation in the basement, which is bizarre and untraceable, considering there is NO FRUIT down there. We are searching for the source but right now we are also frequently using a can of Raid. I start spraying and wiping up the little fruit fly corpses all over the back door, washer, and dryer. I get super involved in killing as many of them as possible. Then I move along the laundry and head back upstairs.
Did you spot the error?
Yup, I left Ren outside. I plopped down on the couch, folded some laundry, talked to Rich as he finished the project he was working on of corralling all the wires behind our TV, and totally didn’t notice the lack of Ren.
Fast forward 30 or 40 minutes, Rich and I settle in to watch last week’s True Blood. We’re just getting started when he says, oh, we should let Ren out before we start watching. I reply “I already did. Wait, where’s Ren? OH SHIT!”
We sprint downstairs where, thank goodness, as soon as I open the door I hear the jingle jangling of his collar. He was exploring the alley (and probably all the neighbors’ trash) having a grand old time. Thank goodness! Even though that monster drives me crazy it wouldn’t be the same home without him.