I can only hope that your Friday night was half as exciting as ours

To preface this post: no, this has nothing to do with us having our baby. I'll be induced at 6 am on Wednesday, September 30th if nothing happens by then. I am hoping something will happen before then on it's own, but if not, we'll get this baby out somehow.

Tim, Dirk, and I went for a walk last night to the park that's two blocks away from our neighborhood at around 8:40 pm. As we were walking through the park, we see a police cruiser go speeding down the street. I was talking on the phone to my friend Noelle, and Tim said, "Uh, let's go home." So we turned around and started walking quickly back towards our house, through the park. Of course Dirk decided that NOW was the time he absolutely had to pee and poo. I was like, "Dirk, if we get mugged because of you, I'm going to be kinda mad."

Suddenly several police cars are driving around the park, shining spotlights through the park. Crap. There are definitely signs in this park that say, "No Dogs Allowed", but I'm pretty sure that three Milwaukee cop cars on a Friday night are not concerned about that. We walk faster. I hang up with Noelle. We are being very alert and wishing Dirk had a little more killer instinct.

When we're one block from our house, an unmarked police car pulls up and the police ask us if we've seen anyone running. We say no, we haven't seen anyone. Then Dirk lunges at the car because of course he thinks everyone wants to meet him. Always making excuses for my dog's bad behavior, I explain, "Don't worry, he's friendly." Then the officer makes the mistake of saying, "Oh hi, doggy, " and Dirk even more inappropriately jumps up on the cruiser window and the officer says, "Ok...that's enough." Um...sorry. Then another police car peels out of the alley across the street from our house and the officers we're talking to take off, while I'm wondering if they could at least escort us to our house??? Because I'm a billion months pregnant or something??? Anyway, end of story is that we made it home safely, locked up, instructed Dirk to be his usual self and bark at any real or imagined sounds, and were fine. Oh and I'm still pregnant.