As some of you might know, I have recently been equipped with a pacemaker to stave off unwanted falls due to a slow heartbeat. At 84, though, I'm still not fully steady on my feet and I'm extra careful.
This morning I decided to wash the wife's car before the current Phoenix heat reached a predicted 115 degrees.
I hooked up the garden hose and was moving it over to her car in the driveway. Unfortunately I hooked a foot in the hose and took yet another fall. No broken bones, but I was unable get back up on my feet. The strength I had in my soldiering days has long since disappeared.
I had thoughtfully left the front door open with only the security screen door latched in place.
My dear dog Booger watched me take the fall and was visibly concerned. My wife was sound asleep this morning and failed to respond to either her cell phone or the house phone.
My only salvation was Booger. I called out to her to go get her mommy (my wife).
She did exactly that - ran into the bedroom and roused my wife from her sleep. My wife came out to help, and with the assistance of a neighbor who was out walking his dogs, the two of them managed to get me on my feet - OK except for some new bruises and scratches.
If it was not for Booger (who understands English perfectly), I'd still probably be prostrate on the porch in front of my house. She's a great little dog who played the Lassie role pefectly this morning! I'm glad she's part of our family...
John
This morning I decided to wash the wife's car before the current Phoenix heat reached a predicted 115 degrees.
I hooked up the garden hose and was moving it over to her car in the driveway. Unfortunately I hooked a foot in the hose and took yet another fall. No broken bones, but I was unable get back up on my feet. The strength I had in my soldiering days has long since disappeared.
I had thoughtfully left the front door open with only the security screen door latched in place.
My dear dog Booger watched me take the fall and was visibly concerned. My wife was sound asleep this morning and failed to respond to either her cell phone or the house phone.
My only salvation was Booger. I called out to her to go get her mommy (my wife).
She did exactly that - ran into the bedroom and roused my wife from her sleep. My wife came out to help, and with the assistance of a neighbor who was out walking his dogs, the two of them managed to get me on my feet - OK except for some new bruises and scratches.
If it was not for Booger (who understands English perfectly), I'd still probably be prostrate on the porch in front of my house. She's a great little dog who played the Lassie role pefectly this morning! I'm glad she's part of our family...
John
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