Texts From Our Mom

My sister Allyson left something in her friend Heather's car and then Heather drove back to Humboldt.  My mom needed to go pick up whatever it was that Allyson left in Heather's car from Heather's house.

Allyson: Heather said her dog is by the door but he is nice. He might jump but is a good dog.
Mom: If the fog eats me im texting you and im going on my bike now
Allyson: Hahahahahahahahah fog
15 minutes later...
Mom: Got your stuff didnt see the fog saw his food bowl