Wednesday, July 22, 2015

Hope This Is Not Our New Normal

Dad leaves for work at 5:40 a.m.  He called us at 6:40 a.m. and said he was still here.  "Still here? Where?"  He was stuck at the gate.  His gate card wasn't working.  The guy who came up behind him also couldn't get out.  Another guy came along and his card worked.  He tried to let Dad get out, but then his card quit working.  That is how the cards work here.  They keep track of you and if you try to let anyone in or out, it kills your card. Last night when Dad came home, the gate was open, but the instructions say if the gate is open, you still have to use your card.  Dad did, but it still killed his card.  The office doesn't open until 8 a.m., so Dad was stuck.   He called their "emergency number" but no answer or response.

Mom and I decided to walk up to the gate and keep Dad company.

Our car waiting to escape the park.

Me, in the wet grass. I kept Dad company.
It was pretty boring, but I refused to leave.

Our neighbors came up at about 7:35 a.m.  They also couldn't get out, but they were not as patient as Dad.  They decided to drive up on the hill and over some shrubs to get out.  Dad could have done that, but he doesn't want to get us thrown out.  We hope there is a video of them doing it. Seriously, they didn't even wait two minutes before doing that.

Finally, the office person showed up at 7:45 a.m.  She opened the gate and Dad left.  He will get a new card tonight.  He would have had to wait for the computers to warm up and he was already two hours late for work.

On the way home, Mom and I walked through the Chipmunk section.  This is where the long term people live.  They have nice sites and they are very neat.  Usually, the long term people have a lot stuff and it makes their sites look junky.  We have a lot of rules here and that is not allowed.

Sites are large and shady.


Do you want to see some of the hills we walk every day?

See, it is hilly here.

It helps keep my butt muscles tight.  We don't know the guy walking up the hill.  He passed us though.  BOL!

Hills, hills and more hills.

I think being an only dog is exhausting.  Mom just doesn't let me rest.  BOL!

I couldn't even make it all the way into my bed.
Joey,
The Greyhound Who Has A Very Patient Dad
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