Wednesday, December 5, 2012

Won't you be my neighbor?

After my great adventure the other day I had an adventure of another kind when I got home. Like usual I let all the dogs out to potty but later when I went back to get Glory…who is one of the larger dogs that needs to be let out into a separate part of the fenced in yard....  she was nowhere to be found.  But I really got concerned when I realize the gate was still locked. So now it’s dawning on me…oh my Lord she must have been stolen!
Well you know me… yup… The Annie get your gun girl comes out.  So I grab my gun and my 2 pound Yorkie and off I am to get my dog back!  While I was telling my girlfriend this story she had to stop me and ask “Anna what were you going to do with that combination?”  I told her if Lil Ricky’s cuteness didn’t compel them to give Glory back I was gonna shoot their faces off.”  But of course not before I ministered the love of Jesus to them….LOL.   Hey you don’t mess with a Mama bear and her pups! Well after combing the neighborhood and finding no clues of the dognapper or Glory I decided to go back and check every nook and cranny of the fenced in yard and the house again. Hours later I called my daughter while I was making the decision whether it was time to call the police to report this heinous crime. And as I was on the phone with her I started rechecking all the places I have now checked multiple times. …because I can’t believe someone just dognapped my dog! And low and behold who do I find fast asleep like Goldilocks from the 3 bears on Shannie’s bed… Glory!

Somehow I forgot I let her in and somehow when I went downstairs for just a second she got past me… and then got locked down there and somehow for some reason when I walked through that room at least 3 times earlier screamer her name she didn’t make a peep! So it just goes to show even on a good God day …we are never far from Kookyville.

Well I guess she wanted to hang with all theses toy friends

I truly believe I know how God is entertaining my husband in heaven. He has set him up with some amazing large screen TV in the amazing living room of his mansion and he gets to watch the reality show of his unbelievable crackpot wife. I can see him slapping his leg laughing till he’s rolling on the floor as I type.
Yeah doesn’t all that make you want to just sing the theme to Mr. Rogers …
It's a beautiful day in this neighborhood
A beautiful day for a neighbor
Would you be mine
Could you be mine

It's a neighborly day in this beauty wood
A neighborly day for a beauty
Would you be mine
Could you be mine

I've always wanted to have a neighbor just like you
I've always wanted to live in a neighborhood with you

So, let's make the most of this beautiful day
Since we're together we might as well say
Would you be mine, could you be mine
Won't you be my neighbor
Won't you please, won't you please
Please won't you be my neighbor.

 I know I’m living in the land of make believe.

All joking aside and for any little girls or boys that may read this blog. Guns are not toys and never should be treated as such even by adults. I have the utmost respect for what they are and what they are capable of. I do thank God I live in a country where I have the right to carry one…. and may it be that way also when you grow up if you so choose.


  1. Anna, I'm laughing so dang hard over here the tears are about to run down my leg!

    That is the funniest story I've read in a long time. I do believe you're correct... Richard is laughing with amusement over the antics of his crackpot wife.

    It's awesome to see your sense of humor starting to come around!


    1. Girl do we need to get you Depends