The problem with trying to start a cool project in the middle of finals/end of the semester, is that you get wrapped up in everything school/work related. However, my little absence gave me an idea for my next 21DaysofGeek post. On Thursday, we hosted a puppy hike through work. It was so adorable and made me miss having puppies around (although our cat THINKS she is a dog – but that is a whole other story).
The last time that I kind of “owned” a dog was when I was a teenager. Throughout my teenage years, we had a succession of puppies running around our house. For some reason, the dogs weren’t spayed and we had about 2 or 3 litters in a few years. They were adorable dogs, at times, but we had a few crazy ones.
One was called Gizmo (yes, after the Gremlins character). He was kind of like the sweet gremlin, nice in the day, but at night – watch out! One evening, my parents were out of town and my friends and I were filming a project for our class. With three kids in the house, our friends were constantly streaming in and out after school. My brother’s friend D opened the door, and Gizmo snuck out. Unfortunately, our neighbor was walking her dog and Gizmo went for the attack. The neighbor grabbed her dog, but Gizmo latched on and held on to her raincoat as she spun around a few times trying to push him off.
When we finally realized what was going on, my brother and I ran out side and grabbed the dog. I was freaking out because our parents weren’t home, and we didn’t know what to do. Our friend suggested we walk over to her house to apologize, and we did. She opened the door and we said sorry and from what I remember, I think she slammed the door quickly after that.
Another half hour went by and we saw a police car pull up in her driveway. NOW I was really freaking out. Were they going to come and take our dogs away?
The cop left her house and came over a few minutes later. He walked in and first asked us how many dogs we had. In my hometown, it was a city ordinance that you could only have 2 dogs at all times. Well, remember how I said we were puppy central? At the time, we had four dogs and four puppies living under our roof. Oops.
The cop must have been new at his job, because he wanted to give me a ticket, but he was having the hardest time trying to figure out what he was going to charge us. In the end, he decided to give me a moving violations ticket. Yes, you read that right, I was driving around on Doggy tickets for a month before court. I wish I had a video camera back then because the judge’s face was priceless. He read the charges and practically yelled at the cop for even bringing this nonsense into the court room.
Until next time, may the Fourth be with you and Happy Comic Book Day!
