This month I’m participating in 30 Days of Thanks (#30DaysofThanks) by writing a blog post about 30 things I’m thankful for. To join in, go to the link above. The best part is, you don’t need to have a blog or even be on social media to take part in the project; you just need to be thankful. I can’t wait to see how my life might change by spending the 30 days in November giving thanks for things in my life — every single day.
This post is a day late, because last night after the incident, all I wanted to do was hug Sofi. But I’m getting ahead of myself.
I’ll start by saying Sofi is fine. Thank God!!
Last night I was on my way home after a Bikram class, already upset by something that happened at the studio ( more on that in a separate post). I was sweaty, freezing (it was 52 outside), and bone tired. As I pulled into my driveway and clicked the garage door opener, out runs Sofi!!!! Towards my car!!!!
Immediately I had flashes of Lulu, and my heart started beating out of my chest. My worst nightmare was realized, and I was going to lose Sofi, too. It is all a blur, really. I remember that I was so worried that she was headed to the street and I couldn’t move fast enough. I panicked and honked my horn for my sister to come and help me, as I was screaming for to tell her what was going on. (Although looking back, I’m not sure how much help LC could’ve offered, since she broke her foot and has it in a walking cast, but my first thought was GET HELP). When I honked, Sofi freaked out and ran toward LC’s front step. I prayed she’d stay there and that LC would open the door and grab her. Then Sofi took off again, and was moving in the direction of the street. I was still in the car, though I’d thrown open my driver’s door, because I hadn’t thought far enough to put it in park and put on the brake. I did tell myself to calm down and just call Sofi over.
So, I threw open my car door, called for Sofi as calmly as I could muster in my frazzled state, and hoped for the best. Sofi, being the amazing and smart pooch that she is, came right to me!!!!! At that moment LC came outside and got Sofi from me so that I could drive the car into the garage. I burst into tears as soon as it was over and I knew Sofi was safe. For the relief an the release as much as anything.
Now how Sofi got into the garage is the mystery. What I’ve pieced together is that I might have accidentally left the back garage door unlocked and possibly slightly ajar, and in yesterday’s storm, the wind knocked it open. Sofi went inside, and then the door closed behind her, trapping her in the dark, cold garage. Poor thing! So when the garage door sprang open, she was just so happy to have some freedom, that she took off.
As I said, I spent the night cuddling with Sofi, telling her what a smart girl she is. I’m so thankful that it all worked out well and that Sofi is ok.