Ginger To The Rescue

Ginger has been laid off from her job. It's just too hot now for her to go to the golf course every day searching for balls. Plus she's got quite an inventory right now sitting in the garage that we don't know what to do with. Not to be discouraged she's been searching for a new job to supplement her biscuit income from bringing in the paper from the driveway each morning. I'm proud of her. Yesterday she landed a new job. Fire marshall.

Yesterday we celebrated Richard's birthday. We went to Panera Bread for lunch and then to the movies. We saw Sex And The City 2. It's cute and funny. Light movie entertainment. On the way home we stopped at Walmart where Richard picked out his cake and ice cream. Then I cooked him a fabulous prime rib dinner. Mmmm it was good.

After dinner I decided to run the self cleaning in the oven. The timer set itself for four hours and twenty minutes. Richard and I laid on the sofa watching a baseball game, (Go Tampa Bay Rays!) stuffing ourselves with cake and ice cream. Ginger was nowhere to be found. I thought it odd that she didn't have her nose within an inch of my dish, poised to have her own helping of birthday fare.

"Richard, call Ginger." She'll come when he calls but never when I do. I figured she was into something she shouldn't be like the trash can or the laundry basket.

"Ginger." No response. "Ginger, get over here." Still no dog appeared.

I dragged my over-stuffed belly off the couch. I went to the kitchen, checking on the oven first. The top of the stove was almost too hot to touch and the room smelled like burnt cookies. That's where I found Ginger staring at the appliance. She sat rigid on the kitchen floor.

"Ginger. It's OK. Good girl." I rubbed her neck under her ear where she likes it. "You were protecting us, weren't you? Good girl." I coaxed her with a biscuit to the cool and comfort of the sofa.

Richard showered her with praise. We were amazed at the power of love from our little baby girl. She only wanted to protect us. We were just happy that she found herself a new job.

At least somebody around here is contributing to the household. I went and cut myself another piece of cake. And I got Ginger another biscuit. She earned it.