We have had a jail break. Well not technically a jail break, more like a "yard break". Saturday both of our hounds took an "unsupervised walk" over two blocks to the park. I was sleeping and Dana was working on our back door and he noticed they were gone! Front gate shut and hooked. We were trying to figure out why someone would let them out of the gate and then put the lock back on but that was the only explanation. Dana walked the fence line, there were no loose poles or connections. It was a mystery.
A couple of days ago, Dana saw Frankie (our little black tornado) trying to make a getaway in the corner of the fence where it is a tiny bit loose. So Dana put some boards alongside the wall that the fence is against to prevent him from pushing it even more. This morning I happened to walk by the front door and there was Max, all 67.5lbs of him WEDGED between the fence and the wall and Frankie was no where to be found!!!
I screamed at Max, he made that extra push and away he went. So I run back into the house and grabbed my car keys and the liver treats and head out to find them. I called them and here comes Frankie running back to the front of the fence from down the street. I put him in the house and, in my pajamas, I hop in the jeep to go looking for Max. Thank goodness he had to pause to pee on a fire hydrant or I never would have found him!
He followed the liver treats back to the car and I piled him in and brought him home. Whew!! It was almost a catastrophe!!
Max says Frankie talked him into breaking out, Frankie says it was Max's idea..... Who are we to believe???
2 comments:
Doesnt Max get points for fitting his girth through that whole?
Hallie :)
LMAO he should have! He walked around whining for about an hour afterwards. I think his belly was squished.
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