Day After Christmas Heart Attack
 

Woke up this morning, or was woken, by my mom at 8am banging on the door. “I can’t find the dogs, they aren’t in the backyard!” Half asleep I panicked and thought I had left them out there when I let them out around 4:30am (damn that Nikko). But no, my mom had let them out this morning. Sure enough, they had escaped! There is part of the fence that Nikko slipped out through once. We try and secure it now, but one part was missed or more likely Nikko got the stone that was there down. HOW they fit through this tiny little hole I will not know. I found them about 4 houses down playing around in a neighbors yard just having a ball. I was so frickin angry, yet at the same time relieved they hadn’t gone that far and were still alive. Needless to say I am going to have to by a roll of chicken wire and completely secure my mothers fence now.

Dustin

4 Responses to “Day After Christmas Heart Attack”


 
KipEsquire Says:

Suggestion: Don’t have a back yard.

Works wonders for Diamond. ;-)

 

 
Jenifer Says:

Yike! Glad they were nearby!!

 

 
Aravis Says:

OMG, I would have been terrified! I’m so glad that you found them safe and sound. What a way to begin your day!

 

 
Amy Says:

Ohhhhh, my gosh! This is my greatest fear EVER! I thought once that my Jack Russell had gotten away when he was a puppy and I LITERALLY couldn’t breathe. Luckily he came running back to me, although he was gone for about 10 minutes. I have NO idea where he went!