at the end of my rope!

rinng...  ring...

hello

may i speak to lee carpenter

i'm sorry, this is a business #.  i would appreciate it if you would take this # off of your list.

ring...  ring

hello

hello, lee?

lee who?

is this lee carpenter?

no!  quit calling here!

ring ring...

lee carpenter please..

HIS NUMBER IS 555-555-5555555555555555  NOW STOP CALLING HERE.  THIS IS A BUSINESS PHONE.  STOP!!!!  CALLING!!!!  HERE!!!!!!

i would appreciate it if you would quit yelling in my ear.

well then stop calling here.

ring. ring.

Felicia Stevens please.

wrong #.

ok, thank you.

ring, ring.

machine.  This message if for lee carpenter..

***SLAMS PHONE DOWN****

ring. ring.

Felicia Stevens please..

ERRRRRR

MULTIPLY THE TOP PHONE ANNOYANCES TIMES 200

since we opened in july of last year...  it's morning, noon, night, and now in the middle of the night.

Someone is not getting the message...

Felicia Stevens and Lee Carpenter no longer have this number!

Anyone else ever have a problem like this?

i don't want to change my number, this is a business line and it's on all of our advertising and business cards.

i tried the do not call list.  does not work.

What to do?

Apparently...

  4.30.12  Diary Entry:

Dear Diary,  The day started out good.  A little R&R with Dad and then  some outside sunshine.  I was luvin' life.

My outside potty time was a little longer than usual.  That's when I became suspicious.  Upon being left back in, I ran to the back door and sniffed at a familiar scent underneath the closed door.  Suitcases.  

It was starting to come together.  The whispers from earlier...  'shh..  Gracie can't know we're leaving.  She'll puke like before'.   I mean, come on woman...  don't you understand that my nose and ears are super sensitive and I can hear and smell everything you're doing in spite of your efforts to hide it all?  Then, they disappeared.    Lindsey came by shortly after and cleaned my puke off of the floor.  She fed me and filled my water bowl with fresh new water.   I had once visited a paw-reader named Madame Snookie who informed me that if I ever wanted to conjure something up I just needed to lay my head on an item that was 'related or close' to that thing and voila, it would appear.  So I brought my dad's slipper into the middle of the floor and layed my head on it.  When that didn't work, I pulled his pillow off of his bed and brought it out into the middle of the living room floor.  Still nothing.  I pulled my mom's sock that was stuck inside of one of her sneakers and brought it out and put it in the middle of the floor.  Nothing. Apparently I was snookered out of 2 milk bone and a pig ear by the snookster.  Guess I'll just curl up on my chair and wait for them to come home.  *wipes tears from fur*  Gracie.

5.1.12  Another Diary Entry:

Dear Diary,  After Lindsey left last night, I drifted off to sleep and I had a nightmare.  I dreamt I had been replaced by another.  

  Worried, I got online and looked at mom's blog to see if there were any clues and low and behold, my suspicions were right.  They did leave without me.  A guy named Jim (who is now my BFF) tried to convince mom that I should go on vacation with them and that I should be given a chance.  I agree with him 100% and don't understand why just because I bark, lunge, and pace when one of them get out of the buick to go into a store that they would hold that against me when it comes to going on vacation 6 hours away.  They really need to give me a chance.  Gracie.  

5.2.12  Another Diary entry:

Dear Diary,  Another nightmare.  Another pup.  I guess I should make the best of things here with Lindsey and Rissi.  They seem to like me a lot, and Rissi fills my food bowl to overflowing.   I've always loved that kid!    Maybe I can eventually own them.  Gracie.

5.3.12  Another Diary Entry:

Dear Diary,  Mom and Dad returned home and they bought me the coolest beach towel!  Apparently Mom has had a change of heart and guess who'll be going to the beach with them this year?  **does victory dance**

Apparently....

 I was wrong.  Gracie.

Let's Get Away PART 3

Early AM the rooster crows; time to rise and shine!  

Starting the day out with farm fresh eggs.

Now...  to just relax and enjoy the animals... and nature.

"You lookin' at ME?"

"Don't you be eyeballing me...  unless you have some fresh apples on you."

"Do I smell apples?"

After the rain...

"Who brought the Raid?  Ugh!"

"Mr. Ed says I have bedroom eyes..."

Relaxing...  

"Did somebody say something about Thanksgiving?  Let me at 'em!"

"I want my mama."

Could we afford this fixer-upper?

bzzzzzz

bzzzzzzzzzzz  bzzzzzzzz

 Meanwhile...  back home, Gracie has nothing to do but write in her diary.  What till you read what she wrote! 

To be continued....