I can't help myself…I have to share this….
Whenever our kids are going through anything, good or bad, Den
tends to get obsessed in it all. He's not pesty (right??)…I don't
mean that….but he's been known to buy and read text books they
are reading. Or look up maps to where they are moving.
He even tapes these maps to his office wall.
Not to mention that he continually talks about them.
But that's a good thing to me.
His kids, my kids. It doesn't matter.
Well guess what? His obsessions extend to animals apparently.
One morning last week he announced that he found a stray dog in
our front yard. I wanted to say, "So? Just ignore it."
But I didn't. Out of respect to him, not the dog.
He was continually going out to check on
this little bitty dog…..like every 15 minutes.
He was looking in the fridge and asking me at the same time,
"What can I give him to eat?" Like I would know.
"Nothing. We keep no dog food in the fridge."
So off he goes to the store and comes back with a meal for his new
his little stray. Then he calls our daughter in law, Erin, for dog
advice. She suggested he check Craig's List for missing dogs.
He does this and ends up making several
phone calls in response to ads. No luck.
Meanwhile I go off running errands,
but when I returned this is what I see:
As soon as I saw this I said to myself,
"oh brother!…Now what is he trying to do?"
He said he wanted to keep the dog safe until he could find his owner.
Then he calls SPCA but said they were short of help
so they sent the police. Who am I,
but shouldn't that be the other way around??
Soon after the dog left, Den said he was going to the airport to pick
up our friend Jo a half hour before she requested.
"Why are you leaving so soon?
Remember, she said to just pick her up out front?"
And of course this was his response, "But she likes me to
come inside and get her and I don't want her to have to wait any."
Jo only uses a wheel chair in airports, btw.
Of course. Because that's Dennis.
(And should you think he just doesn't have enough to do,
he still manages to work a 40+ hour week.)
I think Logan said it well at Den's 65th birthday a few months ago: