Nathan: 5 - sorry

 Damn I missed my blog day. I’m so sorry guys. I promise I’ll be better in the future. 

Today I’ll be telling the tale of the walk I just took Hercules (my dog) on. Everytime I get out of the shower Hercules knows it’s walkin time so he just lays outside the door and sighs heavily until I’m clean and my hair has been properly blow dried. When I open that bathroom door he springs into action like he doesn’t know I gotta go put clothes on. Then he lays outside my bedroom door and sighs heavily until I’m dressed and ready to trek. When I open my bedroom door he springs into action and this time he knows what time it is. I look at him and say “herc you wanna go on a walk?” And he fuckin EXPLODES to the door. He circles me a few times while I’m preparing his harness for use. Part of the harness has to go under his front driver side paw so he always gently lifts it so I may properly secure the harness. When the front door is finally opened he leisurely strolls out and is ready for the walk ahead.

 As Hercules and I made our way down Tree Swallow Way I noticed a sign on one of the light posts. It reads “MISSING DOG” “Snoop” then and there I knew that for the next 20-30 minutes Hercules and I would do our very best trying to locate Snoop. To return a dog to their home would be one of the most rewarding things I can possibly think of ($500 reward ain’t bad either) For the next 5 minutes hercules found some weird scent in the grass that made him uncontrollably roll around in the grass (he never does that and it’s really weird whenever he finds that certain scent) Whole time I’m locked the fuck in looking around for signs of snoop. When Hercules was finished rolling around he took a nice piss on the spot and then kicked the shit out of the grass behind him. We continue down our path, exploring suburbia and doing our best to find the missing elderly chihuahua colloquially known as “Snoop” I keep looking and looking to see if maybe he’s hiding in a bush but there’s absolutely no sign of this dog. Eventually we made it all the way around the neighborhood and never caught a glimpse of snoop. I am filled with sadness as we turn the corner back to Tree Swallow Way knowing that I came back to the missing dog sign empty handed.

 Just then I hear something. It was a door closing and as I look to my right who do I see? MR AL!!! Mr Al is my pre school teachers husband and a guy I love to shoot the shit with whenever possible. I completely lose sight of the task at hand as we start diving into how our pool games have improved recently. He tells me I gotta start going to play 9 ball with him and I absolutely agree! The strategy of 9 ball is completely different from 8 ball and I’m ready for a new challenge in the world of billiards. Then he starts asking me if I saw the missing dog sign and I tell him that Hercules and I just went searching for the last 30 minutes. We both feel horrible and really would like to locate snoop. But alas we head out separate ways and I let Herc run the rest of the way home (after making sure there were no cars in his path) As I get home I open my phone and see a discord notification! Then the reality sets in. I missed my blog day. This feeling is 10x worse than knowing I couldn’t find snoop and I am so sorry that I did this. Hope you enjoyed my story!! I sat down on the couch and started typing and will not be reading this back. Thanks! (My next blog will undoubtedly be about my performance at the Pokémon TCG Regional Championships in Atlanta so stay tuned)