SADIE FOUND ME

This is Sadie.  Say, "Good morning!" Sadie.

At the bathroom window, from the outside, "Bloop!"  up popped ears, then eyes, then long black wet nose.  "It's Sadie!  Sadie you found me!"  This photo is of our German shepherd at 10 months old, still a pup.  She'd been running around outside within the invisible fence. I was inside, in the bathroom actually, washing my hands when, "Whoah, what's that?"  I'd caught a glimpse of big black movement out of the side of my eyes.  LOL, sigh of relief, "Well, hello Sadie."

Most of us know the story of Sadie, how she came to us from Spencer given to Ian because Spencer figured Ian would be a bit lonely when he'd leave home to live in Pendleton.

She's just a bundle of long brown and black fur, big as a man, and full of curiosity and friendliness.

Last night I complained to Ian, then to John, how I hadn't seen Sadie all day.  I even went outside 3 times, once to get something out of the truck, and twice looking for her.  She never appeared.  Ian rolled his eyes, "Yes, mother, I've seen Sadie.  I fed her.  She's probably in her dog house."  Well, that was hard to believe, Sadie usually likes to sleep under the back deck with the rabbits.

Next thing I knew Spencer was here, but not.  He'd gotten waylaid at the gate.  There they stood.  He was laughing and smiling and rubbing and scratching and roughing up this huge creature that had his paws on his friends shoulders, his eyes open and happy, and his tongue doing his doggy greeting.  There's Sadie.

Back before Christmas, after the sunset but not bedtime yet, I'd just started the washing machine and was washing my hands when there was a strident knock on the sliding glass doors, our front door.

It was a deputy sheriff.  He shined his flashlight up and down his body so I could see that he was from the Hamilton County Sheriff's department.

He'd stopped to explain about all the car activity in ours and the neighbors driveways and how they'd put out stop strips and now there was a car at the corner changing a flat tire.  We've always got something going on here, don't we?

And then, 

he apologized for letting Sadie in the front yard.  She didn't bark, she just shuffled up.  Mr.  Sheriff said, "This large shadow of a dog came out of the darkness and crowded me at the gate."  His exact words were, "Your dog scared the crap out of me."

LOL, and that's Sadie.  

Say, "Good morning, Sadie!"