Monday, August 15, 2011

Aunt Wendy and the Labbies Save the Day

This morning Mommy went out for a Doctor's appointment and to run some errands and we were left home with Daddy.  She had been gone for awhile when his phone rang. We could just barely hear her nervous voice on the other end.  Daddy stood suddenly, the lap top falling to the floor, scooped us girls up, slipped Pocket into her crate, put me in the bedroom and hurried out the door.

We were both very concerned.  We heard Daddy's car come back a half hour later.  Two doors shut so we were hoping she was with him.  When we got out of the bedroom we found she was.  But she was smelling like fear, and sadness, and frustration. 

While crossing a  busy intersection on a curvy street in the pouring rain Mommy got broadsided by a pick up truck that crushed one of the loves of her life, her silver Honda.  She got checked out by the paramedics, and the police, and they were all very nice to her.  One of the neighbors got a seat for her to sit in.  Daddy got there and saw that her silver Honda baby was in very bad shape.  We are hoping it's all right but it didn't look good.

So Mommy was very depressed, angry, and frustrated.  Daddy had to run an errand for his Daddy and he stopped by the mailboxes on the way home.  Inside was a package addressed to us from Aunt Wendy, and the Labbies for no other reasons except that they are the sweetest dogs and she is the sweetest woman in the whole world.  It was like they knew Mommy was suffering and went all the way across the US to put something in her mailbox to make her smile.  Which it did.  Here is what they sent.

And here is Pocket modeling her new shirt

We can't express to Aunt Wendy and the Labbies how much their random act of kindness meant to us on this dark day.  When tears were in our eyes your wiped them off.  We have all made bad decisions in our lives but one of the best was partnering with the Moms and Pups in this Brigade.  No matter how low we get one of our Brigade members reaches down and pulls us up. 

Thank you so much Wendy and the Labbies, you will never know how much you mean to us.  Even if, somehow, in Friends With Words, every word she plays has a V in it. 

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