Squirting

This is my first full day on the job of keeping Stone and Cade and it started pretty early. Not with them - they both slept until about 7:30 am. But I'm an early riser so my day started when I opened my eyes at 3:40 am.

First, though, I woke up at 10:40 pm (Stone and I went to bed at 9:00 pm), thinking it was at least midnight, by a loud screeching sound and I thought it was Cade. I made a mad dash for his bedroom and there was total silence and he was breathing smoothly so I thought it must be something outside. This morning when it became slightly daylight outside, I saw that Bodie, their cat, had thrown up a fur ball, thus the screeching sound.

Now to one of my most blond moments (I've already called it so nobody needs to follow up, thank you very much.) Not being familiar with the sounds of Dori and Chad's neighborhood, this morning after I got up, while it was still dark and about 5:00 in the morning, I started to hear a steady stream of traffic outside. This being Sunday I wondered after the first 3 or 4 cars passed by what in the heck was going on. Then after 10 or so cars I finally got fed up, thinking there was no way a funeral procession could be going by at that time, and I proceeded out the back door (much safer than getting caught in my pajamas out front.) Almost the second I stepped out I was hit in the face and body by a blast of water, soaking my hair and clothes . . . it was the water sprinkler which is obviously set for around 5:30 to come on and squirts the yard and the side of the house, ergo, the sound of passing cars.

To be continued . . .