R-O-W... D-Y!

Yesterday, while Lauren and I were doing our daily neighborhood walk, a cute little dog started following us. Well, actually he was mostly leading and glancing back. He stopped to pee on every bush we passed, and then we'd hear the clicking of his little toenails on the sidewalk as he ran to get in front of us again.

We walk twice around a big looping route, so we figured he would leave us whenever we got back to his house. We walked a while and soon came upon some of our neighbors across the street, who were out with their dog. Their dog started barking. Our little friend then darted across the street in front of a car, which luckily had seen him and stopped easily.

The neighbors said they see that dog running around without a leash all the time. At that point, we all took a look at his tag. His name was Rowdy. Aww. He lived a bit further down the road, near where he originally met us.

Lauren and I continued our walk with him. When we got to his street, he took a look down there, but kept following us. We led him to his front door and tried to walk away. Of course, he followed us again. So we had to personally deliver him to his owner, who thanked us, and then shook his head and said, "Rowdy, Rowdy, Rowdy..."

So fun to escort Rowdy on his adventure du jour!


Friday Five: Unusual Stuff

1. What’s the most surprising or unusual thing to be found in your wallet, purse, or backpack?
My anniversary ring. It needs new prongs, so it's in the coin part of my wallet, until I can deliver it to the jeweler.

2. What’s the most surprising or unusual thing to be found on your computer’s hard drive?
A couple of hilarious chatroom sessions with the fansite girls, from 2001.

3. What’s the most interesting thing hanging on your walls?
The awesome photo collage Laura made for me, of Lauren's and my VIP experience with Daughtry. Such a fun reminder of that night!

4. What’s the most uncharacteristic thing in your fridge?
Hoisin sauce

5. What’s something you’ve done in the past year that you thought was going to be awful but turned out pretty good?
Last summer, I made a hotel reservation in Massachusetts, about a half-hour outside Boston. It was a small-town deal, at a chain that I wasn't sure about. That trip, the hotel had to be more about location than quality. I kept thinking, it's only a place to sleep. We'd be at the family reunion at the beach house almost the whole time. The hotel turned out to be great!