What a Strange Little Man

Remember how I was rambling on and on how strange things are always happening to me?

Something else happened to me yesterday.

It was weird.

A little creepy.

Here's the story (you may want to pour a glass of wine, a Diet Coke, grab some chocolates.....):

Isabella and I had to run some errands yesterday. She was not her usual shopaholic self (and no that is not my random weird thing. Keep reading.).

After getting home I felt that she was warmer than usual. Took her temp. 101.5.

Decided to give the little sick one a bath and while doing so our puppy Daisy was hanging out with us.

After sitting in the water for so long and her fingers were pruned to where they could prune no more, I got her out.

Her teeth were chattering, she was cold and I knew I should let Daisy outside before I started getting Bella dressed with lotion, detangler for her hair, etc. ( I use the detangler to keep her hair a little more in place. Works like a charm!). I didn't want another poop episode to happen.

We let the pup outside.

After Bella is dressed we snuggled together on our recliner chair.

She is getting comfy and just as she was falling asleep my cell phone rings.

It's not a number I recognize and I usually don't answer these calls, but I was hoping it was the appointment line letting me know that we could bring Bella in for an appointment on Friday rather than come in as a walk-in during the morning.

Not the appointment line. At all. Here is the conversation that awaited me on the other line:

"Hello?"

"Are you missing your dog?" a male asks me.

"Um, excuse me?" (Mommy brain had taken over--I momentarily forgot I had a dog. I then remembered that I did have a dog but had no idea where she was. Or why this creep was calling me).

"Are you missing your dog." he says yet again.

"Oh! Um, I'm not sure. She was just outside. Like just outside." I stammer (I am so not the you-can-catch-me-off-guard-and-I'll-be-prepared-and-witty type of girl).

"Well, I have Daisy. Where do you live?"

Okay, I am NOT giving this creep my address. He is weird and just giving me a bad vibe.

"I live in ______"

He then says, "I KNOW that. But where? What's your address?"

I didn't give it to him. So he asks for my name. Which I stupidly tell him.

He then gives me his address and says he'll meet me out back with my dog. Way to run to the creepiest guy on the block, Daisy.

Way to freaking go.

I go outside with Bella (who is in her jammies) and he walks over with our dog.

"Wow, you have a baby and a dog?" he says.

I just gave him a half smile, apologized for the inconvenience and went inside.

Where I went around and double checked every single lock on my house.

He was a little creepy and just how he kept going on and on with the whole what's your name, what's your address thing was weird. I left out some of the conversation because he was so repetitive. But it was weird.

This now concludes my second lesson in random weirdness that enters my life.