Remember them? These d*mn dogs are officially in TROUBLE. AGAIN.
The past SIX days... yes.. you read that right. SIX. I have had to go pick up these bad dogs after they have escaped from our backyard. Today was IT!
6:00am.. just get out of the shower. Let out the labs and Jackson out in the backyard to go to the bathroom. Walk back to the bedroom to check and make sure all of the noise of letting the dogs out didn't wake up Lucy. Jackson scratches on door. I go let Jackson in (labs are standing RIGHT behind him but since they will be inside until I get off work, I say "Go to the bathroom" and close the door. 6:08 (approximately) Back in kitchen- empty dishwasher. 6:15 go to let labs in so I can put puppies outside and... GONE. There are no labs in the backyard to let in. In 7 minutes... they have gotten out. I'm pretty sure this could be world-record breaking. SERIOUSLY.
Insert SEVERAL VERY BAD NO GOOD WORDS here.
Lucy is asleep. Colby is on the coast for work. I am in a bathrobe with soaking wet hair and my dogs have decided to run away. BAD words. This is when I really wished I could crawl back into bed and pretend this was a dream... but of course the "momma" side took over and was worried something was going to happen to my dogs. Wet hair/bathrobe and all, I grab my keys... off to search for them.... no luck. Of course it couldn't be easy. Not me. Not this day. They were no where near our house... in 7 minutes they were out of there. Awesome.
Clearly, our fence is a P.O.S. dogs are super-genius Houdini dogs that can escape out of ANYTHING you put them in. We have fixed the fence on a weekly basis. There are TWO spots these dogs get out of- one is a hole in the gate and the other is a hole that Reese (the black one) dug under the fence. I have watched Colby put up new board after new board on the gate, as well as pour cement into the hole... Houdini dogs I tell you.
And it isn't like they are treated badly and need to run away either! They are freaking SPOILED rotten. Sleep inside every single night... eat like people... get new toys all the time... have big sofa beds... I just don't get it! What is "out there" that they want SO bad?!! Hmph!
Today is the day. THE day. I don't care the cost... I don't care how much work it is... I just DON'T. CARE. The dogs are getting a pen- A pen for inside the fenced in yard! I mean really? But this is what HAS to happen. A new cement floor, chain length wall pen with a roof. DONE.
I CANNOT deal with the runaway labs... anymore. Either they get a pen... or I'm taking them to "the pen" to be given away! (let's get real... I could never give them away BUT this morning... the thought DEFINITELY crossed my mind)
**By the way, yet another wonderful person saw our labs out, called them over and read our phone number off of their collar- What would we do without these sweet people?! I picked them up at 8:15am off Pear Orchard... yes I was late for work, again, because of runaway dogs... insert bag over head- embarassing... but they are home INSIDE and safe.
Sorry for the VENT... it is my therapy! I mean I need a break here, Milly and Reese! Can't you see that Momma has way more than enough going on without chasing/worrying/ rescuing you?!!
So... If any of you would like to meet me at Lowe's today to try and figure out what supplies I need to construct the said pen... that would be fabulous. Or even better- I think I'll stand on the corner and attempt to flag down a construction crew to follow me home and build us a friggin' pen! Geez.
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