This morning Katie and I ventured out to the garden looking for flowers to put in the beautiful vase that Truck Safety Coalition presented to me this past spring during our Sorrow to Strength conference.  (See?  Some of my favorite things; Katie, flowers and Truck Safety.  And you didn’t think I could find a way to combine them into one post!)

I haven’t been out in the garden for awhile and it was a beautiful, sunny, warm morning.  Katie immediately plopped down to enjoy the sun on her fur, closing her eyes.  I set about clipping blooms.  Pretty soon I had enough, and I called out for Katie to follow me back into the house.  She did, reluctantly leaving her sunshine to race me to the front porch, trailing her leash behind.

I got myself, the bucket full of water and flowers, the scissors and Katie inside the front door, closing it behind us with my hip.  The door didn’t close right, but I figured I’d come back and shut it the rest of the way after I got the flowers into the vase.  This is what the flowers looked like when I was finished:

Then I went back into the kitchen, cleaned up the water on the counter, put the bucket away, the scissors back in their drawer and commenced to make myself a peanut butter sandwich.  Katie barked – one yip.  I ignored her.  She barked again.  I called her to come and she didn’t.  She’s so stubborn.  She yipped again.  I told her to shhhhhhh as her dad was still sleeping.  She yipped back.  Darn it all….Katie…be quiet!

Then it struck me that she hadn’t been under my feet in the kitchen while I cut the flowers and put them in the beautiful vase.  Nor had she followed me into the dining room where I took my time photographing them.  And she wasn’t back in the kitchen with me even though I was making a sandwich.  Very odd.

So I went searching and there she was, out in the foyer at the end of her leash, the handle of the leash caught in the front door which had not closed correctly when I pushed it with my hip.  That I was going to go back and check after I put the flowers down.  That I forgot all about because I have no short term memory.

I won’t tell you what Katie said when I started laughing as I released her from the leash.  I don’t think it’s printable.