Something strange happened a couple of months ago. We were apparently having some company. Usually when we’re expecting guests, my mommy tries to get all of my toys picked up off the floor. She cleans the kitchen and tries to get everything put away off of the kitchen counter and sometimes she even cleans the floors.

Not this time. Boy I couldn’t figure out who this company was, but instead of cleaning, she kept dragging stuff in from the lanai. I sure couldn’t figure that out. We had Don come over and help us get the big plants out of the courtyard and even moved our huge cement mushroom into the casita.

This guest came in the middle of the night. I didn’t even see her or hear her. One of my main responsibilities is to alert my mom when we have visitors. Oh, I should mention that once we had another uninvited guest.

That happened just before Christmas a couple of years ago. I was sleeping with my human brother Eric. I knew there was an uninvited guest, so I started barking and barking. My mom came into our bedroom where I was snuggled in with Eric and Eric told her that there was someone in our casita. Can you imagine that?? What nerve they had trying to act as our casita was an open motel for just anybody to use.

Well, mom went out there at midnight in her bare feet to confront the intruders. Was that real smart? There they were bringing in pillows, suit cases, and other belongings. They seemed to be happily settling in.

She went out and said, “May I help you.”  They said “Do you know such and such a person?” She didn’t. “Well he told us to come here tonight”.  She let them know they couldn’t stay here, that she didn’t know their friend, and they needed to figure out where they were to go. The man was most apologetic and said how nice it was that she didn’t get afraid. Huh?

He checked his phone and it turned out he was supposed to be at 621 Villa Park and not 621 Barcelona Drive. Uninvited guests left, we never heard a word from them after that night. Maybe a little note would have been nice.

That was a long digression, sorry…. But now we are back in September 2017.   Actually it was September 7. At least our nighttime visitor wasn’t trying to sleep in our casita.

This time when I woke “her” up; it was the regular wake up time early in the morning and not when our visitor arrived. We got up and went out to the front of our house,.Right away we knew we didn’t want to do our regular walk. It was quite windy and a little rainy. I saw a big tree down across our driveway. What to do now? At least our power was still working so that’s when mommy called her our friend Irma.