It Was a Rough Day in the Post Household.....

Mommy 1, Zoey 0

I had the brilliant idea yesterday to take both Jack and Zoey out for a walk. Because of all the snow on the sidewalks I couldn't take Jack out in his stroller so I instead had him in his Baby Bjorn so I could carry him and I had Zoey on her leash. Zoey was, per usual, crazy on the entire walk and straining on the leash every few seconds. As we were coming back from our walk, we had just crossed the very busy street and something caught her eye and she started pulling on the leash. At that moment the leash broke and off she went.

Under even the most calm and controlled circumstances, it is challenging to get Zoey to listen, and here we were, beside a busy road and Zoey has suddenly gained freedom. As I expected, every time I called her name she stopped and let me get just within reach of her and then would run away. As I'm trying to run after her (remember, Jack is strapped to my chest) she keeps bobbing and weaving and then jumped from the path to the side of the road. At this point I'm screaming for her to stop and picturing having to watch her get hit by a car as she is oblivious to the fact that these things can kill her. Luckily, she jumped back up on the path and as she momentarily paused to try to jump into an alcove that housed a bus stop I tackled her to the ground. Had the situation not been so dangerous it may have been comical but as it were, I just sat on the path screaming and crying at Zoey while Jack slept on.....

After my meltdown, I gathered us all up and walked the rest of the way home to deliver the traumatic story to Mike. Lessons learned from this experience: a) always put a harness on Zoey when taking her for a walk (the regular collar can slip off her head or she can pull enough to escape the leash), b) always bring treats - if there is one thing that can get Zoey's attention this is it, and c) always bring my cell phone so that I can call Mike when these events happen even if there is nothing he can do (ala Mary Margaret calling Brian from Italy b/c she and Grace were lost - sometimes you just need to make that phone call!)........if I had had it with me I would have had him come pick us up after the whole debacle.

As if that weren't enough excitement for one day.....

Mike 0, Nail Clippers 1

Later that night, Mike was trying to be helpful and cut Jack's nails but misjudged the nail area and let's just say, bleeding and screaming ensued. I don't know who was more traumatized, Jack or Mike! This morning Jack doesn't even seem to notice his war wound but Mike still does. My poor guys.......