The canine family member is still escaping from the back yard. This time, he had been gone for so long that my husband and I prepared ourselves for “the talk” with our natives. You know, the talk explaining what a stubborn animal is capable of and how it’s his own fault if he gets eaten by a coyote.
Prior to this escape, as mentioned before, he had escaped many other times. The hole in the fence is to blame. I submitted a maintenance repair request only for the maintenance man to arrive and tell me that our housing department is not responsible for the loose fence. Though, they own the fence and it is their or the contractor’s shoddy workmanship that lead the fence being loose. He suggested that my husband place tent stakes into the fence to secure it to the ground.
Fortunately, being a resourceful man, my husband had plenty of tent stakes, which are now firmly in place in the back yard. How did this mutt escape, you ask? After biting the fence without any luck, unbeknownst to me, he simply climbed over it. Like a jerk.
Of course the wild animal chooses to escape during the most inconvenient of times, like when I’m about to leave the house for something important. This can range from picking my natives up from school or carting them around town for various dance lessons to getting coffee or trying to procrastinate. #priorities.
In a separate but related event a few days later, my husband and I were eating lunch in our dining room. He looked out the back door and said, “Why does the dog look weird? Like there is something between him and me? SON OF A! The dog got out!”. My husband, being ever so manly, hopped the fence with such agility that I thought surely he had been a freerunner in a past life. He quickly grabbed the canine family member, tossed him back over the fence, then hopped back into our yard like a parkour professional.
Thoroughly Impressed Because My Husband is so Tough, Jennifer