last night we went out to get ice cream for family night. the whole family - tank included. well, that was the plan...
you see, tank has gotten really good (or so we thought) at trotting himself out to the car. before chet came along, we probably would have carried tank to the car so that he wouldn't get hit, run away, or something else equally sad. but, now that chet is part of our family, tank has slid down our list of priorities.
and last night, poor tank got left behind.
matt and i both thought tank had hopped in each other's door. and we headed off for ice cream...without tank. and the worst part is that we didn't even notice we had forgotten him until we were almost home. then matt says, "now that i think about it, i did have a hard time backing out..."
we were so nervous we would see a flattened tank as we pulled up to our parking spot. but, luckily, the thing that had made it hard for matt to back up was just a small glacier that had fallen off the bottom of our car...not tank.
tank was sitting at our apartment door. shivering.
we were actually quite impressed that tank found his way back to our door. turns out there is a little bit of a brain in that peanut head of his. yay!
