Sleeping & Coon Dogs

So, I haven't posted in a REALLY long time!  I feel bad for depriving everyone of my titillating tidbits of wisdom gained through my fabulously weird life.

At this point, I should thank Rachael for guilting me into posting again.  Thanks, Rachael!  Until today, I didn't realize that anyone ever read my blog except my husband, mom and my crazy stalker from Timbuktu.  (I don't really have a stalker but I figured that I needed a bit of intrigue too)

Nonetheless, TONS of stuff has happened since you last heard from me!  PREPARE YOURSELF!  I'll start with the most recent...

Last night was supposed to be a nice quiet night at home with the husband.  I love these nights because almost nothing in our lives is quiet & relaxing.  (I shudder to think how nuts I will become once I have kids!)

After work, I met Bryan at his parents, had dinner & home we went.  Beckoning me was a hot tub of bath water for soaking all the knots out of my body before the crazy exercise class on Friday morning.  Around 9:15, I removed myself from the tub and... the phone rang.  Phone calls after 8 p.m. never mean anything good at my house.  This was no exception.

The phone call was from M and A3, Bryan's youngest brother & his fiance.  THEY LOST THE DOG.  No kidding, they lost the dog.  You see, M is a budding coon hunter and he decided to go run the dog for training before the hunting season officially begins.  Seems reasonable, right?  The dog had other ideas.  The dog decided that it would be more fun to just stretch his legs & pretend to tree something.

You see, coon hunting is a nocturnal sport done in the woods.  So even though the dog has a lighted collar that you should be able to see (in the dark, in the woods, through the underbrush, in the mountains), hunting dogs in top shape can run faster & farther that you & I can dream.  And he did.

So Bryan and I, A3 and M walked around in the woods until we found the jokester canine.  I WANTED TO SHOOT THE DOG & LEAVE THE COON.  Did I mention that I don't find running around the woods in the middle of the night, chasing a dog, fun?  I don't.  But I do it for family.

I should SO get an awesome Christmas present for this...

BTW, after traipsing through the woods for an hour & logging about 2 to 3 miles at a fast walk - I did not make it to the gym this morning.   Grrrrrrr...  Guess, I'll have to go tomorrow instead!