We are dogsitting for our neighbor Nicki. (You may have guessed his name is Willie.) He’s a love, but is also an accomplished escape artist. He disappeared twice yesterday. The first time, I think he pushed his way through the screen door. This is based on the fact that Harry kept on trying to push it open for about three hours–something he’s never done before. Alas, he he lacks the strength and it kept on slamming back on his nose. Willie is quite a bit larger.
The second time had us in a tizzy, especially after driving around for 20 minutes. Finally, I trompled over to Nicki’s(Steve removed a section of the fence while she’s gone so our yards are connected, needs to be rebuilt anyway), and called the last number on her caller ID. Sure enough. He was one street over. Turns out the Jehovah’s Witnesses ran screaming out of her yard when they saw him lumbering towards them — and then they didn’t latch the gate.
Still, all’s Willie that ends Willie.
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