So, surprise, surprise, our escape artist dogs escaped once again. Not even once, they have escaped twice in the last four days! The first time they got out was Saturday and sorry to say so, but it was due to our negligence. When Zeb left that morning for his hair appointment for some reason unbeknownst to me he left out the back door and didn't latch the gate. Of course I didn't know this so I let the dogs out into the backyard without thinking a thing of it. Usually they go out back, do their thing, and then come and bark at the back door. After about ten minutes and no barking I began to wonder what they were up to so I went to the back door to check on them. What did I find you ask? Oh, you know, just the gate standing wide open. That morning Zeb had taken my car and hadn't left me his truck keys. I later discovered that my phone was also in my car so I had no way of getting a hold of Zeb or going to look for the dogs. Once Zeb got home I filled him in on what had happened and we jumped in the car to go look for the dogs. Just as we had put the car in drive after backing out here come the boys galloping up the driveway, Jax with his tongue hanging out the side of his mouth. We were happy that their adventure was short and they made it back to us safe.
Last night was a whole other story. We had my brother over for dinner last night because he is in town for spring break. We were grilling out so we left the back door open so we could go back and forth from the backyard and the dogs could do the same. After dinner we brought the dogs in and sat down and watched some TV. About 9:30 we let the dogs out to do their business before bedtime and what do you know, in about ten minutes when I go to let them in they're nowhere to be found, but for once the gate wasn't opened. After searching around the yard for about 5 minutes we found where they had not only dug out underneath the fence but also ripped a part of the fence off while they were escaping. Zeb hit the neighborhood on foot with a flashlight searching for them while I drove around. They were nowhere to be found. We did all we could do and left the back gate propped open in hopes that they would come home in the middle of the night. No such luck. Zeb checked for them on his way to work this morning, on his lunch break, and went to the humane society after work. Still no luck.
There is a happy ending to the story though. When he pulled into the driveway he found the back gate closed and inside were two worn out, muddy dogs by the names of Buddy and Jax. Later this evening one of our neighbors knocked on the door and told us that when he came home today they were just standing in the driveway barking so he put them in the backyard and closed the gate after them. Jax's belly and legs were covered in mud/tar and buddy had gum on one of his elbows. But other than being dirty and a few cut paws they were no worse for the wear. They're always so exhausted after they get out, you would think eventually they would learn…
