Erik Squeaked my Doggie’s Toy

Well, I’m going to try to upload another YouTube today. Wish me luck. I’m going to try to hook my computer up to the router’s ethernet port. Hopefully that will help. On another note, I’ll be taking a 6 month hiatus from the blog. I hope you guys remember to come back. I just decided to take a break and spend more time with family.

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April Fools!

I love this story! 

Hi everyone:

First let me say, I love you Erik Medhus! Here is my story – June 26 I arrived home at 2:00 in the morning after spending a great night out with a friend of mine. Upon reaching for my keys to unlock my door I noticed the door was ajar just a bit but didn’t really think too much about it because my door does not close very easily and I just thought I didn’t pull it shut tight enough – this has happened before. I enter through the door and immediately greet my two small dogs who jumped up on an ottoman to be loved on by me. While I am petting my dogs, I hear a squeak upstairs – it sounded just like someone stepped on one of my dog’s squeaky toys – you know the sound it makes when you step on it and then take your foot off of it? Yeah! It sounded like that. Very clear and no doubt about where the sound was coming from. So, without fear, but with haste, I harnessed my two dogs, escorted them out the door while purposely leaving the door open (because there is only one way out of the apartment- which is downstairs) and then I got into my car, pulled out of the drive, then pulled back into my neigbor’s drive so I could position my car to be in view of the stairway of my apartment. That is why I left the door open – so I could watch the stairway for the person(s) to come down and exit out the door. I watched through that door at the stairway for one hour – till 3:00 am. and no one came down. I then went back inside, barricaded the stairway just in case someone was upstairs, and then I snuggled me and my dogs downstairs on the sofa. While I am laying there, all snuggled up, I realized this was a definite sign from Erik. Not a doubt in my mind. I knew this because I was not frightened enough to call the police to check it out. Deep down I knew when I first heard the squeak to begin with that it was Erik. I knew because I had asked for him to show me a sign he was with me – one that would not scare me. He did and I am grateful. Thank you Erik – show me another sign! 🙂

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