Mostly True Memoirs
I have only one question. Why didn’t the dog bark?
I have only one question about this entire episode.
The other night, the Grown Son’s car broke down.
Bob and the other Grown Son set out on a rescue mission.
They had everything under control.
I went to bed.
I had developed, over the evening, a sore throat.
I took a dose of Nyquil and went to sleep, hoping to wake up well and refreshed.
But that’s not what happened.
I’m not sure what finally woke me up.
But my phone was ringing, and there were dozens and dozens and dozens of calls and texts.
The guys had been trying to reach me, but I was zonked out on cold medicine.
They didn’t know that.
They were freaked that I wasn’t answering the phone.
Bob called the neighbor to come and ring the doorbell.
I still didn’t wake up.
Bob gave the neighbor the keypad code to come in through the garage.
“Seriously?” I asked Bob, “He was in the house? That’s how people get shot!”
Which is exactly what the neighbor was thinking.
He was hollering at me from the garage door, and when he finally heard me on the phone, he got the heck out of the house.
Oops, sorry.
I didn’t mean to scare anyone.
Next time I take Nyquil I’ll post an alert.
I have only one question.
Why didn’t the dog bark at the intruder?