Phoebe's Return!

We missed a lot of people during quarantine, but we also missed our Phoebe-girl! Quarantine kept her people home, so that kept her home with them! We hadn't had her over to play since late February, I'm pretty sure, and man, we sure missed her!

The story of picking her up to come over for the first time was actually kind of funny! Her people asked us if we could watch her the same day I went to Savannah's graduation open house. You remember that story, right? Bird poop on my head?

They left home as I was headed back to town, so they asked if I could just stop by their house and pick her up. I hoped she would remember me!!! Ryan was at work, so I went over and found her peeking out the front window, wiggling for all she was worth!

I went in to get her and she was so filled with joy, she about knocked me right over! I put on her harness and leash, picked up her diaper bag (as I call it) and headed out to the car. As I walked out the door, the neighbor and a bunch of his friends just stared at me. I knew that neighbor knows Ryan, but I had no idea if he remembered me, and I could only imagine what he might be thinking as I strolled nonchalantly out of his neighbors' house and drove off...with their dog!

He must have remembered me, or else Phoebe's obvious love for me put him at ease, because he didn't text her people to report the dog had left the premises. Ha!

Ryan and I sorely missed Phoebe during quarantine, but Braeya? Not so much. So when Pheebs and I arrived back home, this was the standoff for about the first five minutes.

It was actually quite comical. Normally the minute Phoebe sees Braeya, she starts barking, and Braeya runs away. But Braeya stood perfectly still just like you see above for the entire standoff, and I'm not sure Phoebe realized she was alive. Phoebe mostly looked annoyed that I wouldn't let her off the leash. Finally when Phoebe looked to the side, Braeya retreated to our bedroom and stayed there most of the rest of Phoebe's visit.

When Ryan came home from work, Phoebe busted out the screen door into the garage to greet him. I guess she really missed him!

We had a fun afternoon together, ate dinner, and then headed out for a walk. It was a beautiful evening. We had walked to the end of the block and just turned the corner, when we happened upon a house where the kids were in the backyard setting off firecrackers. (Not fireworks. Just the noisemakers.)

Phoebe is TERRIFIED of all fireworks/gunshots/cars backfiring, and all such noises. Whenever she hears one - even faintly - she is just done. The moment that round of noise started, she jumped into the air, wheeled around on the sidewalk, and booked it back to our house, dragging Ryan behind her, in a very Marmaduke-style scene.

She was such a disaster by the time we got back to our house that it took us a full hour to calm her down. I was even researching online how to calm a terrified dog, because her heart was racing so hard.

She finally recovered and stayed pretty close to us the rest of the night.

Despite the accidental frightening, we had a great day with Miss Pheebs! So happy she didn't forget us!