My dog tried to eat a policeman today. Ugh.

Oscar and I went out for our morning walk a little while ago. As per usual, we stopped so he could do business on one of the trees in our front yard. As he was finishing up, I noticed our mail lady calling out to me from several houses up and across the street. Since I couldn't hear her, we walked up to see what was going on. She was trying to deliver a package to one of the houses. When she went to the front door, she noticed it was ajar. She tried ringing the bell and knocking multiple times, but no one answered and she wasn't sure what to do. I suggested she call 911 (I didn't have my phone) just in case someone was hurt inside and needed help. I knew she had a schedule to keep so I offered to stay in front of the house for her until the police arrived so she could get back to her rounds.

Oscar and I waited in front of this house for what seemed like forever. I was seriously starting to consider going home and calling 911 again when an officer finally showed up. Oscar, who had been so good sitting and waiting patiently with me, went berserk when the officer approached. We don't know Oscar's history with people in uniform, but I think it's safe to assume, when he was seized from that home in California, there were a lot of police and animal control officers present and he's not real fond of them. Oscar barked his head off and guess who didn't have the bottle of rocks to shake the one time she really needed it. Good grief. I could not get butthead to shut up. I managed to shout and explain enough of the situation to the officer, who then went into the house with his gun drawn. Oscar finally started calming down and we waited at the end of the driveway. A few minutes later, the officer popped his head out the front door to let me know everything was fine. Turns out, the owner was home. She didn't answer the door because she was on the treadmill! Since everything was alright, I took my cue and left before the officer returned and Oscar lost his mind again. I never did find out why the lady left her front door open, but I bet she won't do it again. You can also bet we won't be going on walks without the bottle of rocks anymore either.