I had a handyman over here earlier this afternoon fixing the siding the dogs had chewed up. I had the dogs in the workshop while he was here so he wouldn't accidentally let them out of the gate.
When he was done, he went to unplug is saw from the workroom and for some reason thought if he left the door open the dogs wouldn't run out.
Kenutcky took off like a bullet so I got in the car to chase after her. Of course, to her, this is her favorite game: let Mom get close then take off running. She would even run up to the side of the car and I would open the door for her to jump in, then take off in the opposite direction.
I thought I had her at one point as she was squatting to poop in someone's yard. I got out with the slip leash, she took one look at me then took off - turds flying out behind her.
WHAT IS WRONG WITH THIS DOG???
Then, it got scary: she ran down the street to a very busy highway, crossed the highway 3 times and was running straight at cars. She would not slow down, would not come when I called and the only thing I could do was follow her in the car, honking to make sure the cars looked to see a yellow blur in the road.
Finally, she ran off to the shoulder and seemed to be getting tired. I pulled over and was sneaking up on her. Another lady pulled over to help and, of course, Kentucky took off again, but when the lady started calling her, Kentucky finally came running.
I got her in my car and started to back up to get on the highway again and....
now I'm stuck in the mud!!
Fortunately for me there was a couple across the road waiting for a friend to come help them change a flat tire. I asked them if they could push and see if they could help me get out of the mud. The guy said he had a friend on his way who was HUGE and he could probably do a better job.
When his friend got there, he hooked a chain up to my car and quickly pulled me loose with his truck.
I was so grateful. I asked them, “Now, what can I do for you.” They both said, “Nothing. That’s what we do every day. We serve the public.”
When I asked what they meant, they told me they both worked for the sheriff’s department and they were happy to be able to help.
Wow. Can I keep the guys and get rid of the dog? Just kidding. I did just finish a nice letter to our local sheriff letting him know what wonderful employees he had in these two guys, though.
Then I went home and took a shower...