This morning, as I was sitting down in my home office getting ready to start my work day, I heard all kinds of barking start outside.
I let out a low sigh (one of those sighs where your whole body moves and crunches inward) and thought, "Sperrrryyy..."
I knew, of course, that he was in the back yard. Our next door neighbors' have two dogs. The three of them get along very well, so I wasn't sure why they could be possibly be barking at each other, or at anything else for that matter, this early in the morning.
So, I made my way toward the back of the house and opened the door to the deck. I looked to the left (in the direction of the neighbor's back yard) and didn't see Sperry.
I stepped out onto the deck and looked around to the left side of the house.
I turned and looked to the right side of our yard.
"Oh no... How did he get out?" I thought.
I looked underneath the poor, beat-up swing set that was nearly killed by a tree that fell on it, hoping to see Sperry behind it.
As I straightened up and began to survey the perimeter of our yard to figure out how Sperry escaped, I noticed something move, ever so slightly, at the top of the swing set.
Sperry. : )
The barking started back up somewhere behind me. Sperry looked in the direction of the barking without making a sound, and then looked back at me, with a look that said, "Poor dogs over there. They must not have a swing set to play in. Come on, Mom! It's fun up here! Let's play!"
Needless to say, it really was a funny way to start my Wednesday.