Just When You Think . . . .

 . . .  you can relax and get on with your day.  Not gonna happen.

Scenario:

Ben leaves for gym.
Audrey has her usual heart attack.
Begin folding towels at the dryer about 20 minutes later.
Look up and out the living room windows.
Something white moving at the Pastor's house across the way ~ around his shrubs.
Looks furry.
Feel nauseous.
Where's Audrey? ! ? !
Worst fear ~ Ben let her out!
Suppress urge to run to door and scream for her for fear she would bolt across the street and get flattened like a pancake. 
Can't think.
Frantically search living room for her.
WHERE IS THAT DOG? ? ? ?
Little dog across the street moves to the back of the house.
Go into living room and scan again.
Well, I'll be.  There she is.  Under the blankets.
Silly me. 
Why didn't I remember she was in the house?
Why?

Blind AND senile!

Senior moment.

Just missed the stress.

Bye for now.  Going to check on Itty Bitty before I lose her too. 

Have a nice day.
I will.
Thank you.
You're welcome.