The Dog Story

Lucy, our yellow lab, is a hand full. She is 10 times worse than one of my kids. If you read my blog, you know about her wild adventure. So now we have to keep her tied up. At least until we get the invisible fencing installed. Anyway, we came home at 10:30 Monday night. Zane went to feed the dog. He came in the house bawling. "Lucy is gone and her collar is laying on the ground." So off I go with a flashlight. Remember Jim is gone to Michigan and he usually takes care of this kind of stuff. I called her and she bolted out of nowhere and knocked me down. Of course, it was raining. So I wrestled her down to the ground and picked her up and put her in the garage. I had lots of dog hair all over my black shirt. I was wet and muddy. Zane closed the garage door and I went and found her collar (still attached to the chain). Somehow she had wriggled out of it. I made it tighter and tied it on her. Zane and I took her back out on the leash and chained her back up. All of this took about a half hour. Boy, was I missing Jim? When I came in I was covered with dog hair, water, and mud. My feet and flip flops were nasty. I'm ready to install the invisible fencing and get this dog trained.