We were packing up to leave our apartment in Paris after a fun weekend with the dogs. When I came in from loading the car I couldn’t find Enzo. He had crept out the skylight and slid down and got caught in the gutter. So scary for both of us but with a happy ending! I wish I could attach another photo or 2 because it was quite an event!
Posts Categorized: Escape artists
My 6 year old Neapolitan Mastiff, Poe, decided it would be a good idea to carve out my crawl space vent and squeeze herself through the hole to hang out in the insulation under the house. She then could not liberate herself from under the house and required rescue. . . in the middle of the night.
“I punched out the crawl space vent and climbed inside to cuddle the insulation. . . then I couldn’t get out and mom had to rescue me.”
We woke up this morning with a gaping hole in the fence and our 9 year old Golden Retriever, Roscoe, asleep on the couch – wet and stinking like seawater. Clearly someone busted out to go for a middle-of-the-night swim!
Tompkins wasn’t happy to be left in the bathroom.
” I tricked Mom into not locking my cage”
This is a picture of my 1 year old Ruger. He has been crate trained since he was a baby. He goes and lays in his cage when I’m getting ready for work. This day, I forgot to lock the cage on my way out the door. His Dad came home to the throw pillow, a large package of toilet paper (about 6-8 rolls) and a few more things shredded. My Husband made the sign and sent this pic to me when I was still at work.
Thought it was funny enough to share!
“I escaped my crate and got stuck in the bathroom…”
I sneak under the fence and visit the inside of other homes, so my mom makes me wear this bumper of shame.
Laredo is afraid of the garbage truck and try’s to get outside every time it goes by.
I went out to get Colby and his neighbour friend Willow. As I was walking into the field, I see something coming at me. Turns out it wasn’t one of the dogs, but a large deer. Colby is about 5 seconds behind him with Willow bringing up the rear. At the moment, I thought it was really funny/entertaining…until Colby came back and I saw him covered in burrs. With his soft hair, it took an hour to get it all out, and his tail couldn’t be saved. I had to cut a lot of his hair off his tail.
Don’t let his size fool you…he’s only 6 months old. He had previously spilled water on my phone, forcing me to get a new one. I then come home to a crate with the corner chewed out of the bottom and berber carpet pulled up, chewed up, and in a pile. I am NOT looking forward to the phone call to the landlord…or the bill for the new carpet. As I was trying to clean up the carpet, he threw up carpet bits right next to me. Thanks, Aero! You definitely live up to the puppy reputation.