I just wanted to share with you the traumatic night we had last night at our house. Yesterday afternoon when Mike got home from job hunting, he opened the garage door, unbeknownst to him that I had the door from the house open, and needless to say, the neighborhood was full of Kendall dogs. We managed to keep 4 of them in the house, but 7 of them got out. Jazzy came running back in about 5 minutes, followed by Serenity in the yard behind our house, and close behind her was George, Dudley, and Sophie. We, of course, had problems with Vonney, he likes to chase little furry things, a neighborhood boy and Mike finally trapped him in our neighbors' yard, which left Tigger. Now, first you have to understand that Tigger NEVER leaves the yard. He obviously got lost and of course, being that I'm gimpy I couldn't go look for him. We had a regular army out looking for him. My sister came over and I rode with her. Finally, at 7:30pm (the saga began at 4:30pm)our friend Dave sighted him across a very busy road and tried to get him and Tig took off and ran away from him. My sister and I finally tracked him down and got him in the car, full of burrs, wet, cold, and SCARED. He was so scared he didn't even recognize me at first. I shed a lot of tears until we found him.
Then this morning (10/12) Billy got away from Mike and I didn't find him for about 2 hours, but we know he never leaves the neighborhood. I found him flirting with his girlfriend in the next block. I called him and he streaked across 3 yards and the street to run into the house and proceed to tear up and down the hall and back to the living room and around the coffee table and back down the hall.
Mugsy doesn't need this stress in her life! But I will tell you, we found a lot of our friends last night. My mom even drove all the way across town to help look. Keeping in mind of course that Tigger is her favorite of our crew.
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