I got home from work today and the house was empty, dog and cat were there, but no people. That counts as "empty". This is a rarity so I did a little "yippee" dance and went in to start making chicken soup from scratch and embrace the silence. I was chopping carrots when I heard Dave pull into the driveway so, since I think I'm hilarious, I waited by the door with a butcher knife in my best threatening pose. I raised the knife as he opened the door and there he was, goofy grin on his face, holding the sweetest little puppy ever (well, at least since Scout was a puppy, anyway)! I ran to the kitchen to put the knife away (please don't lecture me about running with knives...I know, I know), and ran back to get me some puppy love. Delicious!
Scout is beside herself happy with the "gift" we gave her. The boys are absolutely delighted. And, I'm not usually one to like surprises, I prefer things to be highly predictable, but Dave totally rocked it with this one.
And, I don't think he even noticed my little butcher knife routine. Good. I'll save it for next time.
A little "empty" house bliss.
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