Hello friends!
Today has been a trying day.
First, I was woken up by my dad who told me that Osita had, somehow, escaped from the backyard. So I go up our street (because she normally goes up there when she escapes) and I see her go into a neighbor's yard. This neighbor is the original owner of the house and bought the lot next to her house because they wanted more yard space. So I think "This should be easy" because the whole area is fenced in. I approach Osita and she goes running up their little hill. I call her, jingle the leash and even call "comida" (food in Spanish) because she will usually come if a treat is promised. Even food wouldn't bring her down! Apparently she found a whole in the fence and went to an unfenced area of brush and I think she is going towards the freeway!
It takes me 30 minutes, or more, to find her. In the process, I pulled over on the 14 freeway and went searching for her in the brush. Nope. After driving through every little side street in the neighborhood, I spot her in someone's front yard. I, so enthusiastic and excited, call her to the car and she hops in. FINALLY.
I arrive home and I tell Diana, my older sister, that if she puts Osita in the backyard she needs to chain her to the long lead because she escaped and I don't even know how so it could happen again while we were getting ready for work. I shower, have breakfast and leave for work.
I come home around 5:30 and my dad tells me that Osita had gotten out AGAIN. This time she followed my dad out the side gate. Diana pursues Osita in her car. My dad is fixing my mom's van's side mirror at this point but as soon as he was done went out looking for Osita as well. He drives all over one side of our neighborhood and doesn't find Diana's car. He comes home to see if by chance she had already caught the dog and was back home. Nope. The phone is blinking and my dad listens to the voice messages. There are three and they are of Diana crying and screaming in frustation because she thinks that my parents are home and are just not answering the phone. She was even more frustrated because these people in our neighborhood (I won't even give them the name neighbor because neighbors are helpful & friendly) see she is crying and trying to chase this incredibly fast STUPID dog (I know Osita is a dog and has no rational thinking but we are just PISSED
at this point) even when she goes onto their property. They don't even say a word or bat a lash.
She FINALLY succeeds in catching Osita while Osita is playing with another dog. She then proceeds to bring her home where she sees my dad walking down the hills with a leash as he continues searching for Osita. My dad is ready to seriously punish the dog with a few good whacks to the nalgas (butt) but Diana won't let him. She just holds her and chains her up to the staircase banister.
Sometimes I feel we weren't meant to have a dog
I told my dad that in addition to fixing the concrete wall in the corner of our yard that we need to install some sort of invisible fence as an extra precaution because if we leave Osita outside too long without checking up on her she, like a mischevious kid, will squeeze herself past the crack in the wall and some tree branches to find some other dogs to hassle.
Wow, that was like a novel. Sorry, I just needed to vent.
I really worry what will happen when I move out.
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. I went to Disneyland & got my birthday fun card & all I bought myself was a lemon cupcake. I spent the rest of the card on my niece & kids. I've never been good at buying myself stuff.
I also have a feeling that Rueben probably liked it too!!!
to both. 
But anything Halloween-ish is good. 
