This is not how I envisioned my morning going

It's pouring today. It's not raining, it's pouring. It's hard to see, but I did see the bus barreling up our street 12 minutes early. I yell for the youngest lamblet and scrabble for the door. Her stop is a block away and if we're lucky, the bus driver will see us and pick her up in front on his way there. The bus driver stopped alright because my lunkhead of a dog decided this was his chance to express his reined in wild side. He bolted out the door, running willy nilly in the rain.

At this point, another neighbor has his kids out and is trying to get them to the bus, stop our dog and not get soaked. I yell to my lamblet to get on the bus which now has its door open and I run for the dog thinking the neighbor looks awfully clean and a muddy dog might not help his morning.

I get the dog, am heading back when I see the bus stop at its usual stop. I exhale, keep heading back home where Grizzled has the nerve to be laughing. I'm wondering where he was this entire time. As we get inside, we see the youngest lamblet's bus coming up the street. The rain has slowed enough that we can actually see the driver and realize that one was indeed her bus. She's on the wrong bus. Grizzled, while looking out the window, said, "Gee, I wonder what school she's going to??" He's laughing, I start to cry thinking of the insane mother making her child get on the wrong bus.

She did make it to her school. Apparently the bus we were all running for in the deluge was just taking a shortcut and that's why it was going up our street. The driver, whoever he or she was, I never saw him or her, had the presence of mind to let my lamblet in out of the pouring rain and then escort her to her appropriate stop where she caught her actual bus. We found this out when we called the school to make sure she was there and not at some other district school. She was there. She was fine, but apparently she had been talking because the last thing the secretary asked Grizzled before hanging up was, "Did you get your dog?"

The dog is now on lock-down. As I have said before... this is the first dog that either Grizzled or I have had that has never been trustworthy enough to stay unless we're up at the lake so he's rarely off his leash or chain. You'll think he's finally come around, is finally getting it and then there will be a morning like this and blammo, he's off like a shot. All of my years of good dog ownership down the toilet with one goofy pooch.

As if the morning hasn't been insane enough, I now get to head to painting class. Only 2 more to go.

Comments

[Von]

Glad the little one got to the right school! Sing it with me: "Blame it on the rain, that was fallin' fallin'" Gotta throw in some Milli Vanilli right about now. I feel your pain on the running dog. Mine is one also, hence why I got a microchip shot into his neck on Saturday.

[Shayera]

That's quite a morning you had.
{{{{hugs}}}}

[Snag]

Tell Grizzled he can borrow my couch if he doesn't learn to suppress his laughter at such moments.

[Brando]

I can't imagine making an inappropriate comment at TLB's expense during a time of high stress for her. That's SO not like me.

Glad the Lamblet made it to school okay. It would be helpful if they didn't paint all those school buses the same color.

[johnny rotten of sunnybrook farm]

Bus drivers are excellent. Young Pilgrim got on the wrong bus when he was little, and after finishing the route, the bus driver drove him around until he found the house - this was before the whole 'address' thing had clicked.

Trade dogs?

[Kathleen]

awesome bus driver!!

make your class paint the rain. First, they have to stand out in it.

[Von]

Different topic: I will be driving through the DP traffic crrrcle today Twice. I will think of you and wave in the general direction of your 'burb.