By Stacie Greene, PetSafe Supply Chain Specialist
Terror in the Garage
I have a story to share with all of you out there that read my blog. I recently had one of the scariest mornings of my life. I mean it was horrible and has taken me a couple of weeks to try and put it behind me. Here is my story:
It started off like any other weekday. The only difference was that it was raining, but other than that it was business as usual getting ready to come to work with mom. I was wasting time outside getting wet and so was mom. That kind of makes her mad, so I took extra time. I got back in the house and got dried off and harnessed up and was ready to go. Mom, however, looked like she had stood in the shower with her clothes on. We headed out to the garage. We have a breezeway between our house and the garage. There are 3 steps that go down into the garage. Here is where the terror began.
Mom opened the door, she had a lot of stuff she was carrying and I was already down at the bottom of the steps. I turned around to look at her hoping she would hurry because I couldn’t wait to get to work, and then it happened. My mom somehow missed all 3 steps. She actually took flight off the top step. Her flight didn’t last long because she came down with a huge crash to the garage floor. I was frozen with fear, absolutely frozen. She yelled and then “THUD.” The sight of my mother laying on the floor was terrifying enough, but then something else happened.
My mom always puts me on my retractable leash when we leave the house in the morning. As she was on the floor in a heap in the garage she accidentally let go of the leash. It started chasing me all over the garage and mom was not able to save me from it. It was horrible. It took a long time for her to finally get up and help me. She found me paralyzed with fear with this blue plastic thing sitting close by watching me. I couldn’t move and mom was limping badly. Then she started laughing, almost uncontrollably. That scared me too, cause I thought she had completely lost it!
Mom is getting better now. I am better too. It’s been a long 3 weeks and I still have nightmares about that thing chasing me in the garage. I just had to share my story.
Talk to you soon!