Yesterday I had the scariest experience I think I've ever had.
Lately we have been having problems with Gus. He is still a puppy and that means that he has TONS of energy. He has been digging holes in the back yard so Ben and I decided that we would try to let him inside more during the day so that he doesn't get bored. Gus is very much an outside dog. He likes to be inside for just an hour or two before he wants to go back out. I was about to put Cloe down for an afternoon nap and I usually put Gus outside so that he doesn't make too much noise and wake her up. I put Cloe in her crib, but I don't think she was tired enough because I could hear her banging her pacifier on the crib. I decided that I would put Gus outside and then go and see what I could do for Cloe. I went outside to hook Gus up to his line but he was being super energetic and jumping a lot. I shut the door so that he wouldn't try to run back inside while I took care of him. I finally got him taken care of and I turned to go back inside. With absolute terror I'd realized that I had locked myself outside while Cloe was inside all alone. I had no keys, no cell phone, and no way to get ahold of anyone. I freaked out. I cried and cried and tried to think of what I could do. Suddenly I remembered that I did know one family that lived on my street. This family was converted to the church and baptized about a year and a half ago, but we have had a really difficult time getting ahold of them for the past six months or so. I didn't think twice about it as I booked it down the street as fast as I could possibly go. As I got to their door I could see that they were home. I banged on the door, shouting and crying to please let me in. After what seemed like an eternity, they opened the door. I told them what happened and they let me use their phone. I called Ben's cousin who has a key to our house and he said that he would come over right away. The husband of the family came back with me over to my house to see what he could do. He was trying to get the door open with a credit card while I went around to Cloe's window to hear if she was ok. She was crying and I could tell that she was really upset, which just sent a new wave of tears through me. I went back around to the front door as Nate (Ben's cousin) was pulling up, which also was the exact same time that my neighbor managed to break ihnto my house. I ran downstairs to get Cloe as fast as I could.
I thanked everyone for their help and just held Cloe for a while.
I know that doesn't seem very scary, but this is the first time that anything like this has ever happened to me. Cloe was only alone for like 20 minutes, but I am really glad that I had at least put her in her crib where she couldn't have gotten hurt. I was so grateful for the very spiritual impression I got to go to my neighbors house for help. I am so grateful that I was able to receive inspiration from the Spirit to tell me what to do. I know that without that prompting, I would not have reacted so quickly. I am truly thankful for the ability to receive guidance when I need it.
