escape!
Today, Milo escaped the yard! I was shocked when I went to let him back in the house and he wasn't there. Let me back up and explain from the beginning.
Several weeks ago, a section of fence in between my house and the neighbor's blew down in a storm. I keep propping it up and doing different things to keep it in place. It doesn't stay put. Part of the problem is that one of the posts broke at ground level. That post is right next to where a bunch of cables are buried and next to a three foot rock wall, so not something I want to touch. I've hired someone to fix the post, but they don't start work until Wednesday.
Yesterday, this section of fence blew down in the wind again. The dogs didn't seem to notice and didn't seem interested in going over the rock wall, so I wasn't in a hurry to put the fence back up. Plus, even if they went over the wall, they would just have freedom in a second yard with nowhere else to go.
This morning, I let the dogs out like normal. Then I went and did a few things without thinking about the fence. I came back to let the dogs in and feed them, but neither one were in the back yard. I called for both dogs and got a reaction from Zailey. Her head popped up from the far side of the rock wall. She then used the fence lying on the ground as a step up to jump the rock wall and run inside. There was still no sign of Milo.
Since I wasn't dressed, I couldn't investigate. I ran to get dressed worried that Milo had found a way out of the neighbor's yard. Maybe the neighbor's gate was left open?
Once dressed and shod, I ran out and hopped the rock wall. I was calling for Milo and decided to put back up the fence while I was there. After a few shouts, I heard a little jingle of a dog tag against a collar. I looked around the yard, but didn't see him. I continued to call him and tried to pinpoint where the jingle was coming from. Suddenly, a dog came around the corner of the neighbor's house and came right up to me. Milo was found!
I investigated and found a hole under the neighbor's gate that was barely big enough for Milo to get through. It was even stirred up from recent use. Milo had free reign of the neighborhood! At least he came back when he was called.
My writing is my own escape. Every time I get time to write, I am transported to a new world and get to be with a bunch of weird people. Sure these places and people are of my own imagination, but they are still my source of escape.
From time to time, something brings me back to reality. Maybe not someone calling my name, like Milo, but something. I'm always looking for a time to do my next escape. I'm hoping Milo isn't doing the same. As quickly as he came back, I don't think he enjoyed his escape as I do mine.
Several weeks ago, a section of fence in between my house and the neighbor's blew down in a storm. I keep propping it up and doing different things to keep it in place. It doesn't stay put. Part of the problem is that one of the posts broke at ground level. That post is right next to where a bunch of cables are buried and next to a three foot rock wall, so not something I want to touch. I've hired someone to fix the post, but they don't start work until Wednesday.
Yesterday, this section of fence blew down in the wind again. The dogs didn't seem to notice and didn't seem interested in going over the rock wall, so I wasn't in a hurry to put the fence back up. Plus, even if they went over the wall, they would just have freedom in a second yard with nowhere else to go.
This morning, I let the dogs out like normal. Then I went and did a few things without thinking about the fence. I came back to let the dogs in and feed them, but neither one were in the back yard. I called for both dogs and got a reaction from Zailey. Her head popped up from the far side of the rock wall. She then used the fence lying on the ground as a step up to jump the rock wall and run inside. There was still no sign of Milo.
Since I wasn't dressed, I couldn't investigate. I ran to get dressed worried that Milo had found a way out of the neighbor's yard. Maybe the neighbor's gate was left open?
Once dressed and shod, I ran out and hopped the rock wall. I was calling for Milo and decided to put back up the fence while I was there. After a few shouts, I heard a little jingle of a dog tag against a collar. I looked around the yard, but didn't see him. I continued to call him and tried to pinpoint where the jingle was coming from. Suddenly, a dog came around the corner of the neighbor's house and came right up to me. Milo was found!
I investigated and found a hole under the neighbor's gate that was barely big enough for Milo to get through. It was even stirred up from recent use. Milo had free reign of the neighborhood! At least he came back when he was called.
My writing is my own escape. Every time I get time to write, I am transported to a new world and get to be with a bunch of weird people. Sure these places and people are of my own imagination, but they are still my source of escape.
From time to time, something brings me back to reality. Maybe not someone calling my name, like Milo, but something. I'm always looking for a time to do my next escape. I'm hoping Milo isn't doing the same. As quickly as he came back, I don't think he enjoyed his escape as I do mine.
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