Where is my dog?

So today I’m going to tell you the story of how I lost my dog one evening inside a locked house. All doors were locked and we were all down for the night.  If you know Bella, she pretty much goes with me to the bathroom and follows me everywhere I go inside that house.  She’s my little sidekick.

One night it was about 8:00 pm, and I all of the sudden noticed that Bella was not beside me, I did stand up to make sure she hadn’t gotten stuck in any of my fat pockets cause we all know that I’ve lost stuff in those before.  I start to search the house screaming her name, the I resort to screaming, ‘do you want to go for a ride?’ as this dog lives for rides in the car, if she didn’t answer to that then in my head she was surely lying somewhere dead. So I get Chandlers help to search for her, the search moves outside and then after 30 minutes my creepy jump to conclusions mind takes over and I start to cry.

That’s when I hear Chandler scream, “I found her, but you’re not gonna believe this.” I run down the hall to Chandlers room to find Bella (in the photo above.) stuck to not one but two rat death sticky traps. Both front paws on one trap and her tail stuck to another. I got so tickled that I couldn’t even be mad, cause I was so glad that she was still alive. I can live with a dog that can’t walk due to sticky shit on her but dead I can’t live with.

After the laughter and the photo taken was over, I picked her up only to have her start flailing her legs and sticky pads around which was making it stick to my hair. Okay, you are dead if something happens to my hair. Okay?

I had to take her and actually start pulling the pads off of her feet. It was super hurtful for her and she kept trying to bite me, which just made me start screaming, “Do not try to bite me Bella!” That started everyone else in the house to erupt into laughter. Once the pads were off, I tried to cut the sticky from between her little feet pads but the biting commenced and I ain’t got time for that, so I just let her walk around the house and pick up little chips of food and dirt. She wasn't so sticky for long.

Moral to this story: Don’t put mouse death sticky traps under your child's desk cause your slightly retarded dog will step on them and not be able to run to you when you call her name.