APPREHENDED AT MIDNIGHT
I hugged my last guest as they prepared to leave. My heart rejoiced over the success of my first dinner party in our new home. After closing the door quietly, locking it, and turning off the lights I instinctively responded to the movement of my expected child. It was as if a moment of inward bonding occurred due to the happiness I felt from within.
I tip-toed quietly into the kids bedrooms to tuck them in tightly as I kissed their innocent looking little faces. At last they had a large fenced in yard where they could play with Spunky, our German Shepherd, and be safe.
Slipping quietly into my night gown I went over to the window and raised it ever so slightly. The smell of the fifty beautiful rose bushes floating in with the gentle breeze. The pond could be spotted in the distance. For me, it was like coming home again. The past two weeks had spun by as if in a whirlwind..
I crawled into bed and pulled the covers up close. Doug was gone on a business trip. So many changes had taken place since I was a little girl. The freeway had taken our farm land and the area had turned into its own little city. This piece of property had escaped being engulfed into the hustle and bustle of city life. Gratefully I could hear the crickets as I dozed off to sleep.
BANG! BANG! I jerked awake, my heart pounding. The clock registered 2:00 a.m With my heart racing I ran to the door. I couldn’t hear Spunky barking. He always barked when anyone got near the house.
Tip-toeing I peaked through the peak hole in the door. “Oh my God, I cried as I saw two policemen holding a limp dog. The third policeman was holding my six year old son. As I yanked the door open I could hear the Policeman saying, “It’s okay Mrs. Williams, they’re both okay. Ross piped up with, “Mama, Spunky’s sleeping.” Sleeping! He looked dead, sprawled out in the policemen’s arms with his tongue hanging out.
I backed up. The policemen caring Spunky struggled to get him in and laid down on the couch. Seeing the horror in my face, they assured me he was fine. He was just sedated. Sedated?
“Does this young man and the dog belong to you Mrs. Williams?” the policeman asked as he stood Ross down beside him.
“Yes, Sir. He’s supposed to be in bed,” I declared as I reached out to pull my son close to me..
“Ross, where have you been” I demanded as he wrapped his arms around my neck.
Looking sheepishly he explained, “I woke up and wasn’t sleepy anymore Mama. I wanted Spunky inside but the door was locked. So I climbed out my window and me and Spunky went for downtown.” he replied innocently..
“Young man, you know you are not allowed at night or out of your yard,” I replied very sternly. “You are in big trouble.”
“Where did you find them?” I asked the policeman with great concern.
“Well, Mam, we found him sitting on the curb, kicking his feet with his arm around the dog at the corner of Parthenia and Sepulveda Boulevard. They were having a great time. We tried to get to him but the dog wouldn’t let us anywhere near him. We tried everything we could think of but we had to call for assistance. We needed to sedate the dog to get to Ross. He thought we were going to kill the dog when we brought out the dart gun. The more upset he got made Spunky get more agitated. It took a while to get Ross to understand we needed to give Spunky a shot of medicine so he would take a nap. It’s been a pretty eventful two hours..” he declared..
The seriousness of Ross’ adventure made me feel weak in the knees. I was so grateful the policemen were on duty and had been there to protect them from serious harm. Spunky guarded Ross with fierce determination the policeman assured me..
“Well, young man, we are going to leave you in your mother’s care. You are going to mind your Mommy and not go out at night or get out of your yard anymore, Right?” he verified with Ross as he prepared to leave.
“Yes, Sir,” Ross repeated repentantly.
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