Talk about finding a needle in a haystack. My husband has these little 'Wedgees' that are made out of very thin foam-fabric to fit on the backs of the ear-pieces of his eyeglasses so the glasses won't slip down to the bridge of his nose, which is especially common when it's hot and humid. Gary found them on the Internet as he was searching for something, anything, to control the slipping-glasses problem when he does yard work outside in the summer heat.
The Wedgees work perfectly, and they're so small at the ends of the glasses that they're not even noticed because they're hidden behind your ear or under your hair. Problem solved, with a simple purchase via their on-line web site. The other day when my husband was mowing the grass, however, one of the Wedgees slipped off and he didn't notice it falling. (After months of wear, the Wedgees tend to get a bit loose.) When Gary came into the house for lunch, he took off his glasses to clean them and that's when he noticed the missing Wedgee.
"Can you do me a favor?" my husband said.
"You want me to sweep up the grass clippings?" said I.
"No. Easier than that... can you find my other Wedgee the next time you're walking on the grass?"
"Not a problem," I told him.... and we laughed... and he went upstairs to get on the computer and order extra sets of Wedgees.
Yesterday, I was walking Savannah up and down the road and she was sniffing around in the grass and picking up a pebble here, a dead butterfly there, a lump of grass over there. Savannah will pick things up and just hold them in her mouth until I notice she has something, and then her head goes down towards the ground in an effort to protect her latest prize. I will tell her "Savannah, drop it!" and she usually does... only to pick up something else two or three steps later.
When I told Savannah for the third time yesterday to "Drop it!" out came that little Wedgee from my husband's glasses. I only noticed it because Savannah chose to drop it on the road.... had she let go of it while walking on the grass, I probably wouldn't have seen it. So there it was, that tiny Wedgee, sitting on the road. I just laughed out loud. I did pick it up and bring it back to the house and washed it, and sat it on the counter to show my husband.
I thought of telling my husband that I searched through every inch of the lawn until I found that little thing, but I knew he wouldn't believe me. Plus, I'd be stealing Savannah's thunder because she was the one who found it. I don't usually bother my husband at work with silly phone calls, but I knew he would be out of his office and at a meeting, so I did call to leave him a message:
"Just wanted you to know that Savannah found that little Wedgee thing for your glasses, so don't throw that odd one away because now you have a pair again." Even as I was leaving the message, I was laughing because it was just so funny to me that out of all the acreage that my husband mowed the other day, Savannah found just the spot where that Wedgee fell into the grass. I told Savannah that she had just earned some extra "Brownie Points" with her daddy.
It is raining again today, and I'm hoping that it rains itself out today so tomorrow will be dry and nice and humidity-free for our Halloween party. I will have to walk Savannah in the late afternoon tomorrow before I get dressed for the party, and I'd rather not be walking in the rain. (A subtle plea to the rain gods who control such things.) I'm hoping that Savannah will be as quiet during the party as she usually is for my weekly Wednesday tea parties, and not have to go out until the party is over. (A subtle plea to the puppy gods who control such things.) And I'm also keeping my fingers crossed that no one shows up in a hideous costume that scares Savannah to the point where she either starts barking at everyone or feels she has to hide under the table in the breakfast room. (A subtle plea to the Halloween gods....)
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