(Author’s note: Given the events of this past weekend, I was not sure if I wanted to publish this today. The new series I have been working on since last Thursday afternoon, “Advice To A New Widow”, was not ready for publication. So I decided to go ahead and post this adventure because we need moments of levity and laughter even during troubled times. Laughter is just as healing as tears.)
One morning last week, Rommie started barking. I told her to be quiet. Well she just would not quit barking. An alien had drifted down from outer space and invaded our neighbors yard. Rommie was having a major fit.
Here is Rommie cautiously approaching the alien
Then very, very cautiously first contact is made with the alien invader
Yep! A green mylar balloon had Rommie all upset. She was barking and so skittish. She breathed a sigh of relief when I went and got Joe’s ball retriever and used it to get the balloon over the fence and into the trash.
Here is your close encounter with the green alien.
What is a silly balloon to us, was a serious threat to her. She is and always has been a great watchdog, for which I am very thankful.