This morning we deviated a little from our normal routine so I could go to the inhouse hairdresser for a bit of a hair trim...and since i thought Mac should at least have his second cup of coffee..brought that down to the hairdresser so he could drink his coffee while he waited....All went well, and as we were going back to our apt. on the elevator I had my purse in one hand and the empty coffee cup in the other therefore was NOT holding mac's hand..but normally that should not have been too important...and so as I walked off the elevator on the 6th floor and continued on to our apartment, i turned to ask how he liked my haircut...and shock...no MAC!!!
Well i raced back to the elevator door and looked all around the 6th floor and realized, he probably didn't get off the elevator...so tried pressing the button in hopes that the one he was on would come up, no luck so zoomed down on the one that did come up...raced to the main desk to see if anyone had seen him get off the elevator, Elena the wonderful receptionist..said, go back, take the elevator and stop at each floor.This was awful, i'm claustrophobic in elevators at the best of times but with sick feeling, and almost in tears looking for mac, i took an elevator (there are only two in our tower) stopping at the first, the second the third, and finally the fourth, when the door opened there he was...saying to me "hi what happened', well, talk about happy days...i was so happy i was crying...i had visions of him just staying on the elevator and going up and down but i guess someone got the elevator to come for them on the 4th, and he just stepped off - WHO KNOWS, cause he doesn't ...
.learned a lesson there actually the second lesson, as i let go of him to carry a couple of items to the cash in the super market - thus not holding his hand, and when i got to the cash turned around - and no mac, but calling his name at the top of my lungs giving everyone within the area, i guess an idea some little kid was missing, imagine their surprise when i spotted him in the cheese dept...and raced over and said, quietly this time, come on mac i'm at the cash....."oh that's where you were, i was looking for you"
So life is, never boring, today, we had to go to the Vet with the cat....i had to run around and finagle him, the cat that is, into the cat bag ....saying, wow Mischa, stop giving me problems, Mac added 'yes she has enough problems with ME...well that's o.k. rather be with both problems, mac and mischa, than without...so g'nite.
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