September 10, 2009
Drama this morning at the Tidwell house. Thought you all could use a laugh!
I was in the shower, just rinsed my hair and was lathering up when I heard Isabel out back barking like crazy. I looked out the window of the shower and she had a snake, yes it was a snake, grey with black diamonds on it's back, curled up and she was taunting it and it was striking out at her. The snake was a huge coil. I freaked out, jumped out of the shower and grabbed a towel, ran to the back door and started screaming for Isabel to come. Of course being the "good" dog that she is she ignored me and continued barking and running at the snake. I screamed and screamed for her and she wouldn't come. I grabbed the phone and called Toby, when he answered I hysterically informed him that my dog had a snake cornered and would not leave it and she was going to get bit. He told me there was nothing he could do and to go next door and get my neighbor. I of course slammed the phone down and realized that I was still standing in a towel with water and soap streaming from me. I grabbed a robe and ran next door. I beat on the door and finally my neighbor came to the door, I woke him up. I hysterically explained my situation and he said he would be there in a few minutes. In the meantime, I ran back in the house and tried to coax Isabel with dog biscuits. She still would not leave the snake. I finally out of desperation, grabbed her leash and ran out back and dangled it and said, Isabel, let's go... She hesitated for a second and then ran up on the porch and I was able to get her in the house, felt bad about the deception, but relieved that she was not going to get bit. In the meantime, I watched the snake, praying that my neighbor would hurry up. I watched the snake uncoil, it started slithering off toward the back. Appeared to be about 6' long, stretched from my flowerbed to the pine tree. I kept watching it, still slithering off, still no neighbor, Finally, he appeared with his oxygen tank strapped to his back, a gun with a scope in his hand and trifocals on he hurries out the back door and falls down the steps. I'm apologizing to him and helping him up, and thanking God that the gun didn't go off, in the meantime the snake slithers off in the back amidst the jungle. My neighbor goes out there and scouts out the back, but can't find the snake.
I finally calmed down, kept Isabel inside, thanked my neighbor for trying, apologized again for bothering him and for him falling. I call work and tell them I'm going to be a tad late, and then get back in the shower to rinse off the dried soap. Isabel stayed in today, much to her dismay. I still have a snake, somewhere in my back yard.
I get to work, change over my little flip devotional and today's was "Look for things to laugh at- and laugh out loud. It's biblical!" The verse is "A merry heart does good, like medicine, but a broken spirit dries the bones." Proverbs 17:22.
Does God have a sense of humor or what?
Drama this morning at the Tidwell house. Thought you all could use a laugh!
I was in the shower, just rinsed my hair and was lathering up when I heard Isabel out back barking like crazy. I looked out the window of the shower and she had a snake, yes it was a snake, grey with black diamonds on it's back, curled up and she was taunting it and it was striking out at her. The snake was a huge coil. I freaked out, jumped out of the shower and grabbed a towel, ran to the back door and started screaming for Isabel to come. Of course being the "good" dog that she is she ignored me and continued barking and running at the snake. I screamed and screamed for her and she wouldn't come. I grabbed the phone and called Toby, when he answered I hysterically informed him that my dog had a snake cornered and would not leave it and she was going to get bit. He told me there was nothing he could do and to go next door and get my neighbor. I of course slammed the phone down and realized that I was still standing in a towel with water and soap streaming from me. I grabbed a robe and ran next door. I beat on the door and finally my neighbor came to the door, I woke him up. I hysterically explained my situation and he said he would be there in a few minutes. In the meantime, I ran back in the house and tried to coax Isabel with dog biscuits. She still would not leave the snake. I finally out of desperation, grabbed her leash and ran out back and dangled it and said, Isabel, let's go... She hesitated for a second and then ran up on the porch and I was able to get her in the house, felt bad about the deception, but relieved that she was not going to get bit. In the meantime, I watched the snake, praying that my neighbor would hurry up. I watched the snake uncoil, it started slithering off toward the back. Appeared to be about 6' long, stretched from my flowerbed to the pine tree. I kept watching it, still slithering off, still no neighbor, Finally, he appeared with his oxygen tank strapped to his back, a gun with a scope in his hand and trifocals on he hurries out the back door and falls down the steps. I'm apologizing to him and helping him up, and thanking God that the gun didn't go off, in the meantime the snake slithers off in the back amidst the jungle. My neighbor goes out there and scouts out the back, but can't find the snake.
I finally calmed down, kept Isabel inside, thanked my neighbor for trying, apologized again for bothering him and for him falling. I call work and tell them I'm going to be a tad late, and then get back in the shower to rinse off the dried soap. Isabel stayed in today, much to her dismay. I still have a snake, somewhere in my back yard.
I get to work, change over my little flip devotional and today's was "Look for things to laugh at- and laugh out loud. It's biblical!" The verse is "A merry heart does good, like medicine, but a broken spirit dries the bones." Proverbs 17:22.
Does God have a sense of humor or what?
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