I drew "wings" on a large, white board we have and then convinced Tucker to sit in front of it for many treats. Win!
I love our dogs. They bring me so much joy. I love to give them joy!! They are so easy to please!
You might not believe this, but this actually happened to me and I have four witnesses:
Hubby and I were looking for some acres to build a house on for our four young children to live the "country life" and stop the busyness of our lives. We lived in Florida, and it was upon me to help find the lands to present to Hubby who "worked for pay" for his approval. I was thrilled to have the assignment as I stayed at home homeschooling our four.
I saw the perfect land for sale online! I loaded up the children into our minivan and off we went after school. We did love an adventure. *grin*
We traveled for about an hour... and finally arrived at the property.
There was a hard sand road through the property, and we started out, singing songs together and looking out at the property, imagining a house site.
Well, about fifteen minutes in, the "hard sand" turned into "soft sand". My minivan balked.
I insisted.
My minivan balked in a serious way.
I tried coaxing...
"Nothing doing", said Minivan.
Oh.
Oh.
Oh. Now, there I was... in a minivan... stuck in soft, Florida sand... with four (now) grumpy, young children and no help.
I called for help. But, alas! I didn't even have cellphone signal.
What to do??
I tried to call out again and again. No signal.
No response.
The children were getting really cranky now... not even changing scenery to entertain them here "in the desert".
I became desperate. No contact with "humans"... (ha! Life of a mom)
I couldn't walk out of there with four children in less than probably three hours. And... It was really Florida hot.
It was even hotter in the minivan.
But... oddly, after about thirty minutes, three guys showed up in the sand desert.
They were in a truck.
They all three got out.
I quivered as I nervously thanked them for helping us... hoping that they actually WERE there to help us.
We were in the middle of nowhere... no one would hear us if I even shot a gun (which I stupidly didn't have) much less just shouted "help".
I, of course wondered about the fate of a lone woman and her four children... picturing the headlines in my mind... the day after they eventually found our bodies.
Poor Hubby. So sad.
But, they started to work immediately... to free our rebellious minivan... not saying a single word. Apparently, they'd worked together so often that they needed no words to get the job done. They worked to pull us out. Silently.
I kept thanking them for their help. Babbling on... in my nervousness...
They nodded and kept working.
The minivan was finally freed and put back... headed back on the "hard sand".
I thanked the three guys repeatedly and gave them the only money I had in my purse (ten dollars), explaining that was all I had.
I really, REALLY wished that I'd had more.
They accepted it, nodded, and drove off after loading up and seeing that I got on my way.
They.
Never.
Said.
A.
Word.
The whole time.
I didn't realize it until I was telling Hubby that night.
Wow.
I believe there are Angels among us.
You decide.
They never said a word.
Just helped me, nodded, and left.
All of that said, I'd really rather have the "horizon" straight on my entry. But, that couldn't happen. Ha!
Dogs.
Whatchagonnado? Tucker really did want to get those treats... I fear he'd become obese after this one shoot. Ha! So be it.
C.U.T.E.S.T. winged creature ever!!! And what a story! “Thank you, God for angels!” Of COURSE they were angels... even if they weren’t ethereal being from Heaven... they sure were beings that were Heaven sent!
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