But I can't write about stuff I didn't see.

OK, so Melinda and I were taking Emma for a Golf Cart ride last night when Melinda tells me that I should blog about the dog that got his head caught under our shed last week. I tell her that I can't do that because I did not even see it happen. She doesn't think that it matters, so I am now writing this entry.

Now, before I go on, you must know a little more about this dog. Last fall, Melinda listened to this dog cry all day. Then, when the kids got home from school, Mat thought that the crying was coming from our back yard. After a few minutes of searching, they found the dog crying in the brush behind our house. Now, this is where I can tell this part of the story first hand. So, I get home and see everyone in the backyard, so I walk out there and find this dog. It looked like he broke loose from wherever he was tied up and now his rope was tangled in the brush. Mat and I untangled the dog and gave him some food and water. I know that everyone reading this knows what is coming next. You guessed it, the kids wanted to keep the dog. Yeah, right, as if we don't have enough animals in our house. One dog and 5 kids was enough. Yeah, yeah, I know. We are definately stopping at 6 kids, a rat, rabbit and a dog. For the record, the rat and rabbit stay in the garage. Anyhoo, long story short, we let the dog go and Melinda followed it back to what we thought was his house and let the dog in because the door was open. Did we take a chance with letting a dog into a strange house? Yes, but the owner later called to confirm that our guess was correct.

Jump forward 1 year and Melinda hears a dog crying again. When the kids and her walk out into the yard, they find an old dog standing next to another dog that has his head stuck under our shed. The dog stuck under the shed is none other than the tangled up runaway from last year. After Melinda and Mat used a 4x4 to prop up the shed just enough to get the dog's head out, they took the dog back home.

When Melinda told me this story, I asked her if she took a picture. Her answer was no. At least if she took a picture, I would have the proof that this actually happened. I do not know if this actually ever happened since I didn't see it. I just need to believe that the hole in front of the shed was because the dog dug it and not Mitchell and Christian looking for gold.