An EVENTFUL Boring Night

Unfortunately my husband is out of town. He is having a "guy" weekend in Atlanta; I am not upset, for the most part, because this is also my weekend to work and be on call ALL wonderful weekend. (Can I get a "What, What" from all those Weekend Warriors?) For anyone who is reading this blog that possibly doesn't know me very well; my husband and I have no kids and live in a town where ZERO of our family members live; soo....No Husband = No Life = Boring! Of course I can find things to do to take up part of the time; clean (boring), tv (boring), fetch (boring), wii (awesome, but more fun with Hubster), and reading, mainly my Bible, (awesome, but I do better with small pieces to chew on). Taking all of this into account, I was going to call it an early evening at 9:00 pm and get some much needed R&R.

Switching gears for a moment: Meet Reese, my miniature Dachshund.

Reese is an inside "city" dog, and like any inside "city dog, he goes out at night before bed to "do his business". The nightly question at our house is, "Reese? You wanna go OUTSIDE!?" *note: this is always in a very excited voice, cause he's just so cute running to the door!* So, after the question, I open the doors (we have a storm door) to let him out, turn to go brush my teeth and 5 seconds later I hear the most horrible sound:

BRRRAAAAAKKKKK!!!

BRRRAAAKKKKKKK!!!

BRRRAAAKKKKKKK!!!

BRRRAAAKKKKKKK!!!

Even now it gives me the willies! It was so loud and scary and ...and...HUMAN sounding! I thought...Oh My Goodness!! A pack of wild mountain Gorillas have attacked my dog in our (fenced in) yard! He better run away fast, cause I definitely AIN'T going out there!

I run the glass storm door and strain my eyes to see him over by the fence and as soon as I look, I realize that it isn't Reese that is screaming; he dragging something out from under our little storage shed and it is BIGGER than he is. My second deadly animal guess was a badger. Now, I'm not even sure if badgers live in Hattiesburg, MS, or if I would even know what one looked like if I saw it....but it was DEFINITELY a badger....or a raccoon (do raccoon's SCREAM like that?)...or a .......and then I see it........

Lets say it collectively "AWWWWW!!!!".

That's right a bunny! Well, technically it was a rabbit. I was right about one thing; it was at least as big if not bigger than my little dog! He had it by the back leg dragging it out from under the storage shed!!! I flipped out!! What if it bit him? What if it had disease? Then my thoughts turned to, What if he KILLED a bunny??!! I just knew I could never look at him the same way again; Reese: Pet by day; Bunny Killer by night.

So then I proceeded to chase Reese ALL over the yard in my sock feet, at night, in the wet grass, where he goes POOPY, while he is dragging (running backwards away from me) what had to be 7 or 8 lb rabbit. It took me more than 5 mins to get him to let the rabbit go!

Moral of this story? #1. Never assume a night is going to be boring. #2. Clean up your doggy poop, even if you no one can see into your yard!!

I am glad Jason will be back tomorrow!!!

Goodnight!

New to the Blogging Community

Prepare yourselves....I am now a BLOGGER! (Whatever that means.)

I hope everyone who reads this keeps their standards low and their minds open. Don't get me wrong, I am very excited about starting a blog; I just have no idea what I am doing. Hopefully this will get better over time.

Let me start by saying that I LOVE other people's blogs! In fact, I rank them right up there with ----wait for it----- Facebook! There are some incredible writers out there, and I have the privilege to "Follow" some of them (and stalk others). Oh, lets face it, we all do it.

This is definitely NOT going to start out as one of those blogs; it's not even promising to be updated in a timely manner. This blog will be for friends and family who are interested in Jason and I and what has become of our life here in Hattiesburg.

Just stay posted and hopefully I will become a seasoned blogger quickly. I will post a real blog as soon as I decide what I want to talk about!

Soon,

Randi