[heartmyyorkie]

Last night was the worst scare that I have had with Pita, almost 11 mos. I was busy running around like a chicken with my ma head cut the heck off, wrapping Christmas gifts, cleaning house...you know the drill. Well, my 7 yr old asks if he could go get something out of the car last night, my husband said yes, opens the garage and tells him to lock it and come right back in. So out he went, fetched his toy, and came back in. I think maybe 5 minutes passed and I notice that 'someone' was not at my feet following my every move. I yell out, Pitaaaaaa! nothing. Pitaaaaa. nothing. She is known to push through the gate in the hall to go explore the back of the house. Pitaaaaa. nothing. Instant freak out mode...."WHERE IS PITA, YA'LL???" My 7 year old says, I dunno? He always know where she is....I'm looking everywhere and panicking more and more, then my son says maybe she went out!!!! Me: WHAT!?!?!?! I look at my husband and he goes to look in the garage and I couldn't wait long enough for the garage door to open so I run out the front door yelling PITAAAAA. and nothing. I immediately run back in to get her whistle which we use only when needed to get her to come to us. I run out of the front door blowing the whistle (meanwhile I get the 'what is that idiot doing?' look from a guy walking his dog) and here she comes a running from who knows where!!!!! OH MA GOSH, I go inside and sit down. Heart attack #1 given by Miss Pita prissy pants....praying to never have heart attack #2!