daily heroes...

grace ran away today. she went out when tim was home for lunch...which is normal. she usually sits on the porch. well, she did that. but i then i forgot about her.

yes, i'm a neglectful pet owner. but not all the time. about 45 minutes and 1 load of laundry later i realized she was still outside.

unfortunately, after searching for a half an hour there was no sign of her. she wasn't under the house, in the shed, hiding in the bushes, across the street in the parking lot. so i called tim. and because he's pretty much the best boyfriend ever, he came home to help me look. but, another 30 minutes passed and she was still no where to be seen.

tim went back to work, i went back to sitting on the couch, ringing my hands, and every 4 minutes or so yelling "here, kitty, kitty, gracie!" out the screen door, while shaking a cup of food.

when i finally came to terms with the fact that the only thing i could do in this situation was wait, i hear what sounds like somebody had replaced the timing belt in a car with a large stick. i stepped outside, to meet henry.

be sure to read "henry," as in "heaun-ree," how the french might say...but put a germanish accent and a rotting eye-tooth in there. say it again. okay, perfect.

henry's car had quit working. he "tried to put it into gear, and it just didn't." so henry borrowed my cell phone to call triple A.

and as i stood there, while henry called for a tow truck, i look over to my car and see grace. stretched out, looking as happy and content as can be.

when henry's tow truck arrived, he came and knocked on my door to say "thank you," and ask me if i like chocolate. i told him i didn't need anything in return for helping him out, and good luck getting his car fixed. he had helped me find my missing cat.