So, I get up this morning, make tea, eat a hard boiled egg, let Tyson out, and then he barks as the garbage pickup comes.
I let him in and he continues to bark, then the Ring doorbell chimes. I look out the window and the garbage truck is in front of our driveway. So I think that something evil is in the trash, and he won’t take it away.
I go down to the door and he is walking down the driveway to the truck, and he hollers, “it’s on the chair behind you”. I turn around and it’s not evil, on the chair is my wallet.
It’s cold and damp, being in the street all night. I yell, “Thank you so much!” And he heads off.
I was thankful for so many things. Thankful that I didn’t notice it last night, thankful I wasn’t searching for hours, not sleeping, and never looking down by the garbage.
Thankful that I didn’t have to replace all my plastic, my driver’s license, and my Veteran’s ID. All that miserable time lost!
Most thankful for the verse by Leonard Cohen- heroes among the “garbage and the flowers!”