not really a vent, more of just a ramble. im not putting much effort into my grammar or words i just want to get this out so it doesnt eat my mind away while im trying to fall asleep
i'm about to go to bed. everything is ok now, but my dog ran away about an hour or less ago. i didn't keep track of when he ran away but i was outside looking for him for at least half an hour.
i'm exhausted. this happens maybe once or twice a year; my mom has developed some mental disabilities, and so she's very forgetful. tonight she forgot to close and latch the door. dexter ran away. he was outside for probably well over an hour before i realised he was missing. i went to the kitchen to take him to bed but no dexter. searched the house, no dexter. panic sets in. terrified. the dog is on his fifteenth life at this point, at the bare minimum. he's 13 years old and blind, but not arthritic. he gets around great aside from bumping into things. this stupid idiot has LITERALLY crossed the highway, completely blind. he's a small dog. there are no big animals around, but our property is densely forested and he travelled for at least a kilometre - again, blind, in the woods, in the dark.
obviously i go screaming and looking for him. ran at least a kilometre as well in about 10 minutes through the pitch black with a flashlight through the woods. got lost a bit lol but saw the neighbour's lights which guided me. got to the neighbour's house; no dexter. ran another kilometre to the other neighbour's house; no dexter. terrified and whisper-yelling and probably waking people up, hoping i'm not going to get charged with disturbing the peace. it's 11 PM. i was so scared.
then i saw a little toad which hopped towards me. i picked it up, pat its head a bit and tried to put it back down, but it wouldn't leave my hand and kept crawling back on. so i was like "ok ill take you with me i really need a friend right now yknow"
5 seconds later this freaking stupid toad PEED ON ME. IT PEED. PROJECTILE PEED ON MY HAND. IT WAS A MASSIVE STREAM OF PEE. i shrieked obviously. so as my hand is dripping in TOAD URINE and i'm full of burrs and thorns my dad calls me.
took me a sec to pick up because obviously i dont want to damage my phone with TOAD PEE(!!!!!!!!) but apparently dad got distracted and was playing with the flightradar app on his phone. of course he did that's my dad. freaking nerd. anyway dad was pointing his phone towards the sky and lo and behold my stupid little gremlin dog comes from around the truck and dad notices him.
i'm so freaking frustrated. every time dexter runs away, i get into some dramatic crazy situation and it's physically exhausting. muscles aching exhausting. don't want to wake up for 4 years exhausting. once the adrenaline rush wears off it's terrible. last time this happened was the middle of the winter during one of the worst snowstorms there was and i genuinely almost got hypothermia in the middle of the woods. it was actually kind of traumatizing that time i hope that never happens again. probably the closest time ive ever come to dying lol i nearly fell asleep out there and that's when you know you have hypothermia. i shouldve gone to the hospital but whatever
ok but im so happy dexter is safe. i can go to bed knowing my sweet darling baby is safe. he may be stupid and dumb and simple and stupid but he's in his bed. full of burrs but alive and ok otherwise. and now im in my warm bed and im going to sleep. goodnight chicken smoothie i love you hug your pets for me