Last week was pretty busy at work, so I've waited until today to post an Ishy story from over Thanksgiving. I've got a little bit to add to the story from this weekend, so maybe it's good that I waited.
The short version is that Ishy got some booty while I was in Ireland.
Here's the long version...When I landed in San Francisco I turned my phone on for the first time in five days. Mostly because I wanted to get a ride home from the airport, but I also liked reading the thread of reply-alls that went on a "this machine is down" message that went to my cell phone. In addition to the thread of mail that was useless to me on a 30x4 character screen was a voice mail. So I listed to it.
It went something like, "Hi this is your dog walker, and when I got here today to pick up Ishy he greeted my in the driveway. It looks like he got out through the front window in your house. I'm not sure what to do. I've already got a dog boarded up this weekend. Can you call me and let me know what to do? Um. Yeah."
Mind you, there was no information for me as to when that call was made (OK it's been pointed out that my voice mail service probably has that information, but like I have the time to figure out how to use voice mail). I went home to see what was up, and found it Ishy-less.
So I called up the dog walker and found out that she had boarded him for the last two days. So he was safe, sound and loved. And this is where I get to the short version because her dog was a fixed female. Apparently there was enough sex drive for the both of them in Ishy, because there was some consumation going on. He looked quite happy when I picked him up.
But the front window hasn't gotten fixed yet, so he's been wandering out of it the last few days. I'm gonna have to kick his butt a little (and get the window fixed I suppose) so that he stops wandering. Mostly cause I don't like getting pulled out of bed when the neighbor knocks on the door at 2a.m. saying he bused out again.