Two blonde heads bobbed up and down in a cherry red, Power-Wheels Jeep. The driver was Little Legs and his passenger was Baby Brother, who appeared quite content at being driven through the yard, happily bouncing next to his best friend.
A black dog orbited around them, her range getting wider and wider with each pass, until she appeared next to the beehive. Her nose led her along the ground. She sniffed each side of the box and was in the process of sniffing the small opening when I waved my arms to get her attention and yelled.
“Get back, Coco!”
The warning came a second too late. One of the guard bees found her and gave her warning sting on her rump. She raced off with the fur raised along her spine, she yipped and rolled in the leaves and yipped more.
Then she went straight for the road, temporarily insane from the sting and pulled forward as though by a powerful magnet.
“Stay here, boys. Do not come any closer.”
The jeep boys stood up to do their part.
In unison, they chanted, “Come back, Coco. Come back.”
She did not listen. Rather, she ran faster.
Meanwhile, a big, white truck barreled down the narrow, country road.
I screamed for Coco to stop and to come to sit and stay and every other command she might have picked up over the past year to no avail.
I clomped after her in a pair of slip-on clogs that were one size too big and threatened to roll with each little rock and twig.
Over the road and through the neighbor’s yard and back over the road she ran blindly.
A woman walking her two, well-behaved dogs pulled off to the side of the road to watch with anticipatory horror of what was about to happen.
When much to my surprise, the truck slowed to a crawl and pulled off the road. The door opened and a man in jeans and a ball cap that seemed like a halo stepped out.
He crouched down and the dog ran right into his outstretched arms.
“Thank you,” I said closing in on the wild animal.
I gushed about the bee sting and the failure of the invisible fence and the boys in their jeep. He patted the dog on the head and shrugged his shoulders in a no-big-deal kind of way like he didn’t just save the day.
“No problem. Nice to meet you, Neighbor.”