I was reminded today an event that happened to us few years ago and thought it was worth posting. One night (2 AM), as me and my wife slept, our 2 dogs (at the time, now 3) bolted to the front door in a fit of barking. For most people this is your biggest fear coming true. You assume that this is exactly how a home invasion would start. As we jumped out of bed and went to investigate we noticed that there was also barking coming from the other side of our front door. Strange, to say the least. My first thought was the worst – and oddest, that something had happened to one of our neighbors and their dogs had come over to tell us of the horrible tragedy (they would do that, right, right?). We peeked out the front window and saw 2 large dogs barking and going crazy on our porch. Then we realized, we also heard a hissing cat! What in the world is going on here?! We quickly realized that we were not in danger of an intruder and decided on a plan. We got our dogs into a room and closed the door. We open the door to investigate and the dogs immediately changed demeanor. They were happy to see us. We saw that there was a cat in the corner of our porch, apparently defending himself from the dogs. We were checking for tags on the dogs when all of the sudden a car drove by, and then stopped, and backed up. This is either really good or really bad. The car stops in front of our house. A lady gets out of the car and the dogs take of running to her. She’s ecstatic and in tears at the same time. The dogs jump in the back seat of her car and she explains that she’s been driving around for 3 hours looking for her dogs. We’re just stunned, in shock, and just not understanding what just happened. We ask the lady if she also lost a cat, and she had not. The lady thanks us and drives her dogs off. What just happened?? She lost her dogs, spent 3 hours looking for them, and just happened to drive right by our house just as the dogs are harassing a cat, which had woken us up?? What?? So we try to turn our attention to the cat, but he’s not having any of it. He seems like he could be hurt and he wants to bite and scratch. We end up getting him partially in a kennel, for protection and shelter, and leaving it on the porch for us to deal with in the morning. When morning comes, the cat is nowhere to be found. I guess he wasn’t hurt and took off after things calmed down. But seriously, how did this all happen? I was there and I’m still confused.
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