For the last month we have been trying to figure out how our dog has been escaping the backyard and making friends with our neighbors that we have done no more than casually wave to as we drive by their house for the last six years. He has become intimately acquainted with most of them and in turn I have been forced to introduce myself and apologize for my delinquent dog.
You know those maps of the world that people hang up and put pushpins in to show how worldly they are by having traveled to far and away places? This is Rocco’s version of that map. Yellow represents my house. Green represents all the homes that I have gotten phone calls from as Rocco politely sits so that they may look at his collar with my phone number on it.
Today as I was driving down the street after dropping the boys off at basketball camp I saw him sitting in the driveway of the neighbor who’s green pin is farthest from our house. Rocco was calmly sitting at his feet as the owner of the home had his phone in his hand and was dialing my number as I was driving by. No leash or bribes of treats is ever necessary. Rocco happily runs home as soon as he sees me and waits at the front door until I can unlock it and let him inside.
Today I decided was the day that I was going to figure out how he was escaping this:
I stood outside in the street and waited for him to appear. And less than five minutes later he came running from behind the garage smiling and as happy as could be. Yes, my dog smiles. See?
How did Rocco, the Wonder Dog, escape Alcatraz four chairs, 3 propane tanks, and a bucket of baseballs? He climbed and jumped over the top of the fence.
And since we have proven with our previous fence blockade that we are all kinds of classy, Chris wanted to be sure to cement our status in the neighborhood as those neighbors.
Rather than finding a hammer to replace a broken fence picket, a chair is a much better blockade for our errant dog.
It’s so hard being perfect. How can our neighbors possibly live up to our standards? Now that I think about it, this must be why we’re not invited to their parties. They must feel terribly inadequate compared to us.
16 comments:
ROFL...This is hysterical. Only Chris could plan such a clever blockage. Maybe your neighbors will invite you to the next party just to find out the scoop on awesomeness.
oh my gosh, this was so funny!!!! It certainly must be tough being the neighborhood standard!!!!
I think the party needs to be at your house!!!
Too bad your neighbors don't read your blog so they can fully understand!! :)
SO hilariously frustrating! I'm glad you can bring us this story in humor and not through rage ... because it IS funny. You've got such a cute dog. He does smile.
He's adorable! :) Very well told, Julie!
I'm sure that your neighbors feel inferior. They are just in awe of your awesomeness. It couldn't possibly be Houdini the Smiling Dog or the super-soakers spraying their cars as they drive by. I'd invite you over. We have super soakers and chickens. Just sayin'.
Ha! Our dog used to wait until Jeremy would leave for work, and then happily escape and visit the entire neighborhood. There I was, baby in sling, tromping through the snow looking for that dog! He's not with us any longer, and I gotta say, I miss him :(
Our classiness? We have two of our dining room chairs blocking our stairway so that Miss Taylor doesn't scale the stairs. We've tried three different gates so far, and none of them work with our bannister :(
That dog is doing his darnedest to get you out to meet the neighbors so that when you have a party you can invite them all so they can see just how awesome you are!
And doggone it - he DOES smile!
i have Rocca's girlfriend.. She is 8 years old and she weighs 5 pounds.. but she can escape any fence.. when would you like me to ship her to you.. MAybe you can pick her up at the photo walk??????
Oh my gosh. I'm laughing so hard. Thank you for this post. I really needed something to smile and laugh about today.
Hilarious!!!!! We finally had to chicken wire when we were in Texas. That was all kinds of classy. ;)
OMGAAAAAWD!!!! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Seriously, I was still smiling from the picture of your 'fix' of the hole when I got to the chair.
Holy hootananny!! That's so funny! And your dog is so cute. We don't get invited either...but I blame the 5 kids that follow me around!!
OH MY!!! Hilarious!
Your dog and my dog would get along wonderfully...except Studley is too old to wander far from home now.
He really is a wonder dog to be able to scale that! Crazy. But at least he is a nice dog getting out- nothing worse than when a mean yippy dog gets out
Okay - that first picture is HYSTERICAL after reading your description.
This is classic King Julien - love it!
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