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My parents are off to Australia for a month and we happily volunteered to dog sit Skoker, their 2.5 yr male golden.
One of the last things they said to Jay and I was "I bet by the time we get back, Steph will think that 2 dogs is 1 dog too many". I shrugged it off and rolled my eyes, saying that if anything, it's going to make me want a second dog even more.
Hmm.. Where's the foot-in-mouth smiley? I'm eating my words now!
They just walked out the door about 20 minutes ago. I went to our car to grab the bag of dog food and as I walked in the front door to the 4 eyes and 2 wagging tails, I turn around to kick the door closed with my foot and at the last second, Skoker darts out the door, running laps at full speed around our front yard, across the street and into the neighbour's yard. I yell inside for Jay to come help me and of COURSE, Molson forgets all of his training and takes off too, full speed after Skoker :doh:.
This does not add to the situation and Skoker starts running faster, and further away down the street, with Molson in tow.
I burst into tears from frustration and in fear of them getting hit by a car, as the street at the end of ours is a fairly busy street, which they were running across, back and forth. The only thing that came into my mind was my friend (and now GRF member, wattney)'s dog who was hit by a car last weekend. :--sad:
One finally runs close enough to me that I could grab him by the scruff and hold him down until Jay could grab the other dog. I picked up Molson and started carrying him home across the street, and Jay tries to do the same to Skoker, but Skoker flicks his head up with his teeth out, still in play mode and scrapes the side of Jay's face with his tooth and drew a tiny bit of blood and made a small bruise.
I'm in tears as I write this and trying to figure out how the 4 of us will survive the next 3½ weeks.
I need some encouragement!
One of the last things they said to Jay and I was "I bet by the time we get back, Steph will think that 2 dogs is 1 dog too many". I shrugged it off and rolled my eyes, saying that if anything, it's going to make me want a second dog even more.
Hmm.. Where's the foot-in-mouth smiley? I'm eating my words now!
They just walked out the door about 20 minutes ago. I went to our car to grab the bag of dog food and as I walked in the front door to the 4 eyes and 2 wagging tails, I turn around to kick the door closed with my foot and at the last second, Skoker darts out the door, running laps at full speed around our front yard, across the street and into the neighbour's yard. I yell inside for Jay to come help me and of COURSE, Molson forgets all of his training and takes off too, full speed after Skoker :doh:.
This does not add to the situation and Skoker starts running faster, and further away down the street, with Molson in tow.
I burst into tears from frustration and in fear of them getting hit by a car, as the street at the end of ours is a fairly busy street, which they were running across, back and forth. The only thing that came into my mind was my friend (and now GRF member, wattney)'s dog who was hit by a car last weekend. :--sad:
One finally runs close enough to me that I could grab him by the scruff and hold him down until Jay could grab the other dog. I picked up Molson and started carrying him home across the street, and Jay tries to do the same to Skoker, but Skoker flicks his head up with his teeth out, still in play mode and scrapes the side of Jay's face with his tooth and drew a tiny bit of blood and made a small bruise.
I'm in tears as I write this and trying to figure out how the 4 of us will survive the next 3½ weeks.
