Dog Gone Surprises

The title says it all. Our dogs took off again this weekend. We were all having fun in the back yard on Saturday when the lawn guy showed up to do his thing. We cleared on into the house and began the nightly routine of shuffling the kids to bed. We had already fed the dogs so they were set for the night. Our lawn guy finished and took off. He didn't come to the door to collect his money. That was a bit strange. Maybe he had some place to be. Sunday morning rolled around, and we were pressed for time. Our schedule was different today because I had nursery duty in the second service so we were in two cars. When I got home, David was grilling lunch and the kids were playing. No one was paying attention to the sleeping dogs because you can't when you're watching both kids by yourself. Later in the day we took out the garbage and found that the dogs were gone. How long, we don't know. I hopped in the car - not pleased to be looking for them AGAIN. I was mad at Matty. I was mad at the lawn guy (probably for no reason). I was mad that I wasn't heartbroken that they were gone. By the time I got back home it was too late to get signs. I posted a lost and found for them on the neighborhood web site and we headed off to bed frustrated. Monday I got up and went about the business of finding lost dogs. I put out some signs and within an hour we had the dogs back! That was a great surprise in this whole surprise me experiment. Thank goodness God concerns Himself with the little things!