The first week back to school is usually a tiring one for me, but it generally goes by really quickly. Not so, this week. It seems to be the week that keeps on giving!
I'm actually really happy with our new class this year. We have a few things we'll need to iron out, but I think it will go much better than the last two years. I'm hopeful anyway. There is an adjustment that you have to go through when you go back, though. I am up every morning at 5:30 when I go to work, but on breaks, well, it's nice to curl up in bed with a certain blue fawn snuggle puppy until about 7:00.
On top of that, the 4H class that we volunteer to teach has their show this week. Monday night was dress rehearsal at our last practice and Wednesday night was their big finale. There weren't a lot of kids who actually showed at the fair this year, but we had a young group and they all made huge gains. It's more important to us that the kids have fun, learn about their dogs, and help to make their dogs good canine citizens than it is if they actually show at the fair or not. It's a lot of fun and is its own reward, but it did take up a lot of our time, especially this week. Imagine the looks on four dogs' faces when we were gone all day and night and came home smelling of other dogs! There were enough hairy eyeballs to go around on Wednesday evening.
Tuesday night Mr. Taleteller had a meeting in the evening that kept him away from home most of the night. So, the girls and I enjoyed a little time together, but we didn't get to enjoy our evening walk together, and honestly, I was so tired that I nearly fell into a coma at the computer that night.
So, I was very much looking forward to Thursday night when we'd all finally be able to be home together and enjoy each other's company. I know a few Greyhounds had plans to spend some quality snuggle time on the couch and I'm sure a certain Shepherd had ideas about a rousing game of kitchen surfing, too. It was not to be. We got a phone call Thursday morning that Mr. Taleteller's younger sister, who is seventeen, quit taking her medication and had stolen some money and her parents Suburban to go out running around with her friends. My husband took the day off to go out and help look for her.
When I got home, he heard that she might be out in a small town some distance from our house. It's true, I could have just stayed home and spent time with the dogs. Heaven knows it's what I wanted to do! Since we'd been away from the girls so much, we decided to load them up and let them go on a drive through the country with us. It wasn't the evening I planned, but at least we were all together. Please know that if we haven't made it around to visit or been able to leave comments, it wasn't because we didn't want to. Things are just a bit out of our control right now. I will say that I have plans to barricade myself in the house with the Greyhounds on Saturday and there's not much that will lure me out.
Before I close, I'd like to remind everyone to please check out the Carpe Canem auction for the Houston Greyhounds who are desperately in need of medical care after being discovered in horrible conditions. They estimate the costs for taking care of these dogs will be hundreds to thousands of dollars for each dog, and there were sixteen Greyhounds seized. When I read about what these dogs had been through, I actually felt sick. Anything that we can do to pass on the word about how much they need help is worth the effort!