I'm going back to work next week. I'm soooo not ready, but I guess I have to keep the money rolling in here. If you haven't guessed, I'm not starting Graduate School. I'm putting it off for another year in hopes that I will get my life and all in order.

Kate and I came home from going out this weekend and there were four (count 'em...FOUR) freaking dogs out on our back porch. I don't know how the heck they got there, if they wiggled their way through the fence, or if it was somebody's idea of a sick joke, but there they were, looking inside at us like we were supposed to feed them or something.

We stood there in awe for a few minutes, wondering what to do. Kate suggested letting them loose in the street, but the animal lover in me couldn't see letting four dogs loose on the street. So...yesterday we put signs up in the neighborhood with hopes somebody would call.

After coming home from the grocery store yesterday, they were gone. Is this the weirdest thing or what? I don't know whether to call the cops or laugh it off!

Just another random occurence in the life of Rhonda...

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