$800 Coffee and a Smelly Pug

My precious little black Macbook is at the fix-it shop due to a ginormous coffee spill early this morning. Totally my stupid fault. I took the hard drive out and backed up all my music and pictures before I took it in and then ended up keeping the hard drive with me. Not sure what PeachMac will be able to do but I have heard rumors on the interweb that Apple charges around $800 for non-warranty disasters. Maybe mine will turn back on once it is dry but Mr. PeachMac told me I was pretty much done with the machine. Since I still owe over $1500 on then machine, it is probably worth fixing. I will keep you posted.

So, after all that, Scrappy and I went to the gym. On the way home, it was storming as we drove down Timothy Road. Right at Pinewood Circle, we saw a car stopped in the road. Turns out it was a pug in the middle of the rainstorm chasing its tail in the road. The cars drove around him but he was going to get hit right in front of us.

For some unknown reason, I decided that we needed to get the dog out of the road. I think spending last weekend at the beach with my sister must have made me a little crazy or something. So, Scrappy gets out of the car (in the rain, in the traffic) and gets the dog into my car. The smelly sheddy dog.

Since we are close to my Grandparent’s House (ON SALE THIS SUNDAY AT 6:00 PM @ THE RITZ!) I drive into their carport to look at the dog’s tag. Except that there is not one. OK. Call my mom and sister and they are ZERO help. Well, my mom didn’t answer and Lori told me to take it home because it was God’s gift to me after the laptop incident or somesuch crazy talk.

The dog (which I will call Squircle) started peeing everywhere after we took him into the screen porch. Scrappy looked for a leash but found some twine. We decided after a few minutes to drive door to door in the neighborhood across Timothy as well as some other houses. Here is what I learned.

1. Women will not answer the door for strange men in a storm even if it is me.
2. People think I can hear them through doors but I can’t.
3. Pugs shed.
4. Pugs smell.

We decided to send Scrappy to the next house because she looks more harmless than me. While she was knocking, I was trying to calm Squircle down because he was all freaking out in the car with me. Soon, I saw a car drive from Pinewood across the street and they looked like dog owners. They saw me in the car and saw their dog and I could not have been more relieved. You think I am all nice for getting the dog out of the road but that dog was NOT COMING TO MY HOUSE. I don’t know if I would have called a dog catcher, but they don’t have those big ol’ nets for nothing.

So, the dog owner knew my Mom once we figured out who was who. They live on Pinewood but were on their way to Indiana but somehow decided to turn around to come back, not sure if it was because they thought something was wrong with the dog or not. They said he has an electronic fence collar thingie which he got out of somehow. This was the THIRD TIME he had gotten out. So, they pretty much need to come up with a Plan B.

Then Ron came over and we all watched Smallville and Reaper. The End.