I locked my keys in my car yesterday.
While it was running.
With my dog inside.
In fact, I wasn’t the one that locked the car at all.
So while his poor (angry) mama stood outside the running car on the side of the road with my picked-up garage sale sign in hand, he put his little paws up on the dash with a look that was all “Why are you not getting in the car, Mom?”
Me: Mom, Dad, I am so not happy right now. I need AAA’s number because Teddy locked me out of the car.
Mom: Where is your card?
Me: Locked in the car with TEDDY! And I actually need YOU to call because I have nothing to write down the number with.
Mom: Use your phone…!
Me: Um, I can’t. I’m talking to you.
Mom: Oh yeah. Okay, where are you? I’ll call them now.
Meanwhile, I’m texting Jamie’s Afghani cell phone like mad (waking him up) to see if he knows where a spare key may be at home (I’m driving his old car now). I could at LEAST get in my house a quarter-mile away because we thankfully have a garage door code. But all I get from Jamie is that he THINKS there may be a spare key in his bookbag (WHERE THE HECK is your BOOKBAG?! Crap, I’m in trouble.)
My car is going to be running for hours.
I look so stupid hanging out on the side of the road.
This yard sale wasn’t worth it.
Okay, I’ll run (in my flip flops) home. Dear God, please don’t let anyone touch this car! I’ll try to find the key and run back. Here we go.
…and as I start to walk away from the car, I turn around to see Teddy.
STICKING HIS HEAD OUT OF THE WINDOW, his tounge all sticking out of his mouth, tail wagging, like this was funny.
Maybe it was.
Me: Mom, crisis averted.
Me: Teddy opened the window.
Both of us burst out laughing, followed by a brief lecture from mom about leaving my keys in the car.
We all do stupid things, I suppose. I’m sorry, but I didn’t exactly expect my DOG to lock me out.
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