Opening night for "Self - Help" came and went with extraordinary ease. We had no major catastrophes and though it was a small crowd, people seemed to really enjoy themselves. Tonight I get to do it all again and I hope to improve personally on last night's performance. I'm a star now, you see, and I have a reputation to live up to. *Sigh,* the obligations of fame..
When I got home from the show I was informed that for the bazillionth time Zoe had slipped through our grasp. It was getting close to 11:00pm and it was dark. Finding her in the dark has been an unsuccesful venture in previous experience, so we all went to bed, hoping to get a call from someone who would perhaps find her in their yard in the morning.
When we got up this morning Zoe was snuggling with a pillow in the spare room. For a few minutes Dave thought that she had been home the whole time had been hiding under the bed or something - until Anthony and Margaret got up and let us in on what happened.
Apparently at about 3:30am Margaret could hear Zoe barking. She and Anthony debated for a short time about whether it was actually her, and then Anthony ran out into the street and looked around. There in the dark he could see Zoe running from door to door on our street barking at each house, terrorizing all of my neighbours in the wee hours of the morning. By the way, IF YOU'RE READING THIS I'M SO SORRY!!
The nice thing about it was that Zoe was trying to find her home!! Anthony called to her and she charged at him and nearly knocked him over by attempting to leap into his arms. Anthony said it was the happiest he had ever seen her! (Perhaps she got lucky??)