This week, I've been on vacation at home, working on the foundation for the chicken house (casa de pollo grande). I live in a small farming community in Northern Baltimore county and the folks around here generally have lived here their entire lives. At 23 years, we are newcomers.
One of my neighbors and good friends (Ron) is a contractor and builds in very unusual conditions so he's been helping me with tips and borrowed equipment. His family has lived in this community for at least 50 years.
One of our other neighbors (Andi) reported on facebook that her older dog was suddenly ill mid week and has been at the vet's since then. This morning, she posted that he died last night. We gave her our condolences, knowing how much she loved her dog.
This afternoon, I was bringing all the concrete tools back over to the contractor neighbor and his wife said, "Fred just called us to tell us that Andi's dad died last night (the woman with the dog). "
We were shocked, but not surprised because he's 95 but has been in good health. So my wife asks, "What happened? We didn't know he was sick!"
"Fred said he got sick mid week, they didn't know what was wrong and he died last night."
The BossLady then looks at me, and we have the same thought, (so we say): "That's horrible! Her dog and her dad die on the same night?"
Then my wife says, "Are you sure Fred isn't confused? That seems like too much of a coincidence"
The contractor friend says, "Fred has known Bob forever, and I'm sure he said the Bob (the 95 year old father) died"
I quickly check facebook. Andi has 10 posts since Wednesday about the dog, the last one posted 20 minutes earlier, and not a one about her dad.
My wife says, "Ron, you better call Fred. This seems just too strange." So Ron leaves a message and says, "That has got to be the strangest message I have ever left."
45 minutes later, Janene gets a text: "Fred was mistaken. Andi's dog died not her dad, he misheard it."
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