Locked Out of the House

Several years ago when we were still renting a house, my niece, who was about fifteen at the time, came and stayed with me for a week.  It was before I started home schooling and just had two little ones.  So each day we would load the kids up and go do something .

One day we got home only to find we were locked out.  There was a retaining wall going most of the length between our house and the neighbors’ which made a six inch ledge.  I asked my niece if she would scale the fence to get in my back yard because I knew I had left the back door open.  She climbed up but didn’t get very far.  No way, she decided, it was just too hard.

Well, I wasn’t raised in the country for nothing.  My only concern was that I was several months pregnant, but it didn’t look like it would be that difficult to walk the length of the fence on the six inch ledge.  So I climbed up and slowly made my way.  Step by step I went, holding on carefully until  I was almost to the end where I could safely jump down in my back yard.

What I didn’t prepare for was the neighbor’s dog.  It must have thought I was a burglar walking up on that fence, and it came charging at me for all it was worth.  My instinct was to let go and jump back, but thankfully for the safety of the baby I was carrying, I was able to hold on looking eye to eye with the fierce animal.  I hurriedly walked to the end and jumped down, my heart racing.

I got in the house and heroically ran to open the front door.  My niece was still standing there holding on to my two children.  Her response has always made me laugh when I think of it.  She had a completely dumbfounded look on her face and all she could say was, “That. Was. Amazing,” making me feel like the coolest aunt ever!

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