My Crazy Dog

My dog has recently started hanging out in the bathtub while I am gone. It has only been since I got back from vacation back in July. I'm not sure why - the bathtub? She doesn't like taking baths, so why would she lay in the bathtub while I'm gone?
I realized that's where she was one day when I came home and I heard all this scrambling and banging. She was having trouble getting out...
Maybe it's a cool place to lay, or maybe she's hiding and feels safe there...who knows.
I wish I had a picture of it, but I haven't been able to catch her yet - but I always hear her jumping out when I walk in the door.
That's my crazy dog...

Tragedy and Fear

Last Monday, the police found my uncle dead in his house. He and my aunt were separated, so he was living alone. Nobody had heard from him in several days: he wasn't answering his phone and he didn't answer the door hwen the neighbors when to check on him for my aunt.
We later found out that he had had a seizure and his his head and had been dead between 3 and 5 days when he was finally found.
It has always been one of my biggest fears that something would happen to me and nobody would notice for a few days and then it would be too late. There are days when the only people I talk to are the people at work, but would they call and check on me if I didn't show up one day - I don't know...I know its a little morbid, but its one of the fearful hazards of being single and living alone.
I wasn't close to my uncle, but it makes me sad to think of the way he died. If you think about it, say a prayer for my aunt and 2 cousins as they cope with his death.