|Someone once remarked how funny it was to have a huge fence and a tiny dog. There's a story there. . .|
A Hole in the Fence?We thought there was a hole in, or under, the fence, since she'd appeared outside it.
Saturday MyGuy & i walked the entire perimeter, moving plants aside and peering closely.
We didn't see anything we thought she could get past.
Apparently we were wrong.
Yesterday morning i didn't find Puppers in the house, so i figured Boom had forgotten to invite her back in for the night. i'd left her outside without the cable, because i don't like cabling her and, hey, no holes, right?
i couldn't see her by the door, but there's other places inside the fence she likes, so i wondered, but didn't worry.
Something She can Get Through, Anyway. . . .Max & i walked to the street to bring in the paper.
And Puppers appeared out of nowhere, ready to cross the street with us.
i was shocked. i'd not quite agreed with MyGuy that there was nothing she could get through, but i'd really WANTED to believe it.
i called her name, and told her to get back to the house.
Puppers opened her mouth in a pant that looked suspiciously like a self-satisfied grin, but she turned in the direction i indicated.
And now we're back to cabling her.