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Teddy has Gone Missing
We recently spent several weeks in San Miguel de Allende. This is a lovely part of Mexico. We have been there many times.
This year we stayed in a home of a friend, a LARGE colonial style casa with an impressive walled in garden. The walled in garden was a major attraction.
It allowed Teddy, our Norfolk Terrier, to run around with abandon barking at thunder, fire works, fiesta music and any other noise he encountered. He could run in and out of the house and we didn’t have to worry.
Four days a week Bartolomeo (Bart) the gardener worked in the yard. Teddy was his amigo. Teddy followed Bart everywhere, in the garden and in the house upstairs and down. He especially liked it when Bart watered plants. Teddy bit the water getting wet and muddy. Bart sometimes shut him up in the fiesta room to keep him from being underfoot. Otherwise where Bart went so went Teddy.
One day, Jeanette and I were home bodies, reading and spending a quiet morning together. It was quiet. Very quiet.
“Have you seen Teddy?”, I asked.
“No. He’s probably with Bart.”
“Teddy,” I called. “Teddy come.”
“Bart, is Teddy with you?”
“Have you seen Teddy?”
“What?! “ I went out in the back and called, “Teddy COME! COME TEDDY COME!”
Now panic began to set in. I went through the downstairs.
I went through the bedrooms and baths upstairs.
I went through the studio in the back.
I opened the Fiesta room.
Still no Teddy.
Next I went through the garage and the laundry area and lastly the place where the water heater is located.
I went through the house and the yard with no luck! How did he get out!!!!
You can imagine my state of mind and Jeanette’s. Teddy had gone missing!
Bart was in as much panic as we were. He was rushing around checking everywhere. I was following him. He went into the garage and then the laundry area and lastly the place where the water heater is located. He pushed on the door, a door I did not see before because it is recessed. I don’t go in this part of the house.
The door opened to a water closet, apparently used by the maid and the gardener. And guess who was siting there wagging his tail . . . Teddy! Huzzah! He must have poked around in there and closed the door on himself.
So our moments of alarm ended happily.
But you know what I found most amazing? I have stayed in this house twice for a total of ten weeks and it is so large that it contained a bathroom I never knew existed.
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