We have workers fixing the fence in the backyard so I let Willow out in the front. She knows to stay in the yard and, usually, has very good recall. we live on a quiet suburban street 1 house down from a stop sign so traffic moves pretty slowly.
I had her on a leash but wasn't holding on too tight and she heard the neighbor across the street working on something (heard the miter saw) so she jerked on the leash and ran over to see what was up. We lovingly refer to her as our building inspector since she has to check out anything and everything we are working on.
Once free, she ran all over the place. I was chasing her wearing my (ugly and bright orange) crocs that I wear as slippers in the house.
Once I caught up with Willow around the corner and 3 houses down, she just looked so darn pleased with herself. I on the other hand was a little peeved along with being sweaty from chasing her and am now mortified that people know I wear crocs.
Post by orangeblossom on Apr 29, 2013 11:29:34 GMT -5
They can be little stinkers, and they always look so pleased with themselves after they've done something naught.
Last week I go to bring the dog in because it randomly started pouring down rain, and to my surprise he was not out there. Somehow the gate blew open, he saw an opening and ran with it.
I ran outside barefoot in my pajamas and no shoes. Fortunately, my neighbor saw him and was trying to at least get him not to go any further. A yummy treat from DH was the only way he could sit, and I could put the leash on him. He was not sorry.