I sometimes lose track of things
My car keys. Cell phone. Shoes. Checkbooks, which sometimes end up in a shoe for some reason.
I put things down and get distracted.
Which explains why Cooper was outside for ........ over an hour last night.
I am dog sitting and let the dogs out while I refilled water bowls and stuff.
I let them all in except Cooper, who was out in the big yard by himself.
I sat down to watch The Virginian on tv and an hour later I heard this barking. All the other dogs got really goofy, but I noticed Cooper was not there. The poor guy was standing outside by the door.
As I let Cooper out, Anari, or Amelia, I can't remember, dashed out. I figured in a few minutes she would be ready to come in.
But damn, The Virginian was pretty interesting with Jack Elam as a guest star and, wouldn't you know it. I got distracted. Show ends, another begins and I notice Cooper is by the back door. I get up and realize Anari/Amelia is still out there!
So now I count after every potty break and before bed and after bed and before I leave.
I have also forgotten Corki outside a couple of times. She sat out there way past dark one night when we heard her barking and I wondered where she was!
I guess my mind gets easily off track.
At least I didn't lose any dogs. Unlike my car keys.
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