Overreacted.

Fine overreacted is an understatement. I totally lost my cool this weekend. But I do believe that there are several of you who would also go, dare I say, ape shit? if you thought someone stole your dog and made off to South America with him.

I won't go too into detail here but Adam and I had an arrangement with the woman who we bought Dudley from, allowing her to use him as a stud when the time was right.

The time was right this weekend. She was supposed to have him for a few hours on Saturday but after dropping him off at 5am we didn't see Dudley again until 10:45 on Sunday night.

In an unlikely reversal of roles, Adam was cool as a cucumber all weekend, actually encouraging ME to calm down. I spent most of Saturday sobbing and by Sunday I was considering legal action.

I'm not proud of my behavior and looking back it may have been a tad excessive to assume that this woman who lives less than 5 miles away dognapped Dudley (and took him to South America) but what can I say?

Call me crazy. Actually don't. I've heard enough of that. Just call me a concerned, overtired, pre-menstrual pet owner.

Dudley is home safe and sound and his new girlfriend, Leona, is spending a few days with us. Just to make sure the deed is done if you know what I'm saying. Wink wink.

Check her out.