Hello and welcome back to the wondrous world of the Dogpound. Just when you think you have seen and done it all something else pops up to prove you really don’t understand the universe. Let me give you an example. I had the opportunity to attend a late night basketball game and did not get home till about 2 a.m. I grabbed my stuff out of the car…threw it on the bed, brushed my teeth and hit the sack.
The next morning [Sunday] started out just great. I slept in a bit and woke up to the sun shining through the blinds and the air was nice and cool. Got up, dressed and loaded Max into the car for our regular drive into town to get the Sunday paper. Then it began. I got into the car and realized that I had forgotten my billfold but it was not on the counter where I usually leave it…it was not on the bed with the clothes I wore the previous night, and search of the car came up empty as well.
Panic started to set in. I repeated the process in even more detail…tore off all of the bed sheets, checked in the hamper, retraced my steps throughout the house, looked under the car and even took a flashlight and went over the car two more times until I was convinced my billfold was lost. Now, I knew I had it when I left the parking garage and the only thing I did was stop at a gas station for a diet coke for the long drive home.
Then it dawned on me that I left my billfold on the console after paying for the parking, and when I went in the gas station I just grabbed change in the cup holder to pay for the drink and left my billfold in the car. I was pretty sure I locked the car, but I the facts seemed to indicate that I did not lock it and in the few minutes I was in the store someone must have made a grab and dash on my car. I called the gas station and no one had found a wallet and they were not overly motivated to go dumpster diving for me..not sure why.
I was able to call a friend that lived in the area and they were nice enough to drive over and take a look around to see if the wallet was tossed after the contents were emptied. No such luck and in conversation with the gas station attendant he was informed that there had been reports of hobos in the area and maybe one of them saw an opportunity in the early darkness. I spent the rest of the day kicking myself and calling all the credit card companies to report my cards stolen. Then the other half of the day was spent trying to remember what else I lost in my wallet. Gee...there was my license…social security card, JC Penny card, my phone numbers and addresses, $200 in cash and so on.
Ok...now we get to the rest of the story…but look at the clock and word count…I am out of time and space. So if you are deeply hooked on this story line you will have to wait patiently for one more week to find out how this little saga actual ends. I will give you a tempting hint that it is full of chills and thrills. Well…I will admit a lost billfold is not exactly “can’t put it down” reading, but for the world of the Dogpound this is about as good as it gets.
As always be good, play safe and remember to always lock your car…you never know who is watching.
JR and Max