A lot of people wonder what life is like with one of our dogs, well here’s an example of a day with Chloe. I was playing fetch with Chloe and Maya and I went into the house to refill my cup of coffee. As I was walking to the back door I saw Maya hopping like a kangaroo, obviously something was wrong. I thought what the heck is going on, I opened the back door and I noticed Chloe was nowhere to be found. From what I can see there was a small bend in the chain link fence where she slid through to the neighbors yard. My heart immediately jumped out of my chest! The thought of Chloe running loose was a terrifying thought, the neighborhood cats, squirrels, and rats would have never seen that coming, or anything else small and furry. I hopped the fence and screamed for Anita, “baabbbe, Chloe’s loose, she got out!”. The only way that I can relay that feeling to you, is if you can imagine swimming in the ocean and someone yelling Shaarrrk! Anybody’s who has every tried to catch a dog knows that sometimes you just have to stand still and listen. That’s what I did and I heard a scuffling in the house, and as I approached the house,.there she was looking at me through the window from inside. I figured that someone locked her in there and that they were looking for us to come get our dog. So I sat there for about 15 minutes waiting for someone to come, after twenty minutes I realized nobody was coming and that maybe she had gotten into the house somehow and could not find her way back out. It was a feeling of an epiphany really, as I stood there looking at her thinking you sly, clever girl, I could not believe it. I walked the permitter of the house and couldn’t find how she got in. The doors were locked, all the windows were closed. It wasn’t till I walked to the very back corner and there was a whole through the foundation where the pipes go underneath the house that had enough clearance for her to squeeze through. She must of climbed under through there and pushed up the access panel and got into the house in the pursuit of a rat, so I removed the access panel and shimmied on my back underneath the house subjecting myself to spiders, rats, and dust bunnies the size of my fist all the while cursing her existance. Thank god someone sent me a squeaky toy, Thank you Irene!, to lure her to come to me, I had to pretend that I was a rat. It took me 30 minutes to retrieve her from a plan that which only took her 15 seconds to hatch. She truly amazes me every now and then.