I have a funny story about Sammie, our dog! Now, if it does not seem funny to you, it is not in the event, but in my story-writing skills! The reason I decided to post it on the blog is because everyone who hears this story, cannot stop laughing! It also is a good story to show how our whole lifestyle has changed by moving to Dubai.
Last month, we took a trip to London and Paris. That meant that we would have to board Sammie, and our cat, Katie. In Spring, we would have gotten them a reservation at Tomball Pet Resort, and driven them there ourselves the day we were leaving. Then upon returning, picked them up ourselves.
Well, things are a bit different in Dubai! Because we have no car, and metros, taxis, and even rental cars do not allow pets, we found a boarding facility that would come and pick up the pets. For 180 dirhams ($60), they would pick them up, and bring them back to us. So, the day we left, the boarding facility came to pick up the pets! We took Sammie and Katie (in their crates) down to the garage on the hotel luggage cart, and gave them to the driver. Now, he does not actually work in the facility, but is their driver for picking up and delivering pets. This will be an important detail as the story unfolds!
We had a great trip, and assumed the animals were having a great “holiday” as well! When we returned, I called Tino (the manager of the facility) to let him know we were home, and he said that they would deliver the pets the next day.
The next day on Saturday, Larry went down to the garage, tipped the driver, and brought Sammie and Katie "home" on the luggage cart. Larry noticed that Sammie was not overly friendly as he “talked” to her, as he brought them up in the elevator.
When he got them upstairs, we let them both out of the crates. Katie was her normal stuck-up self! Ha! Sammie, on the other hand, came out quietly, no tail-wagging, no jumping, no “hey, I’m so glad to be home...how dare you leave me at that awful place.” She just came out! We let her out on the patio, and she just sniffed around. She did not respond to us at all! She did not come when we called her, did not even acknowledge. I was thinking, “Wow, she is REALLY mad, or psychologically DAMAGED!” After a minute or two, I promise it wasn’t too long...we both came to the same conclusion that...yep, you’re right...THIS WAS NOT OUR DOG!!!
I called Tino who, according to my phone, had been trying to call me. I said, “Tino, this is not my dog!” He replied, “OMG...in a foreign accent...I know!” Evidently, the driver got the dog, loaded it, and brought the wrong blonde Lab! I had Tino hang up, go make sure Sammie was still there, and call me back. Sure enough, she was. The driver returned in a few minutes and retrieved the “other Lab”, and Sammie returned the next day because it was too far for the driver to turn around and go back, and come back to us.
Now, you are probably like our children who all thought it was very strange that we did not know that this was NOT OUR DOG! But, in our defense, she was a very close copy! We have had so much fun with this story...imagining what Sammie was thinking when Katie was leaving, what the other dog was thinking...you know she may even have not spoken English...or English might have been her second language! You get where I’m going with this...the more you think about it, and imagine the response of Sammie, Katie, the “other” dog, and even all of the animals at the kennel, the funnier it gets! I rented “Homeward Bound” the other day, and it really made me chuckle to think what our pets and their friends were saying about this “mis-adventure!” What a fun story!
Even with this mistaken identify, God led us all...One Step at a Time!
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