We were gone all afternoon. Since it was supposed to get hot and humid (again!) and since we can’t use the a/c in the motorhome, we always turn on the a/c in the travel trailer and put the dogs in there to stay cool until we get home. (My parrots don’t mind the heat so much!)
Anyway, when we got home, the dogs ran down the driveway to greet us. WHAT?!?!?!? The travel trailer (named Junior) door was wide open! Still locked, but wide open! And there were the dogs, out enjoying their freedom! What a shock!!!!!!
(We do live in the country – several dirt roads, a hidden lane, and our mostly hidden driveway between us and the main road into the nearest town – on a huge secluded lot surrounded by woods on 3 sides and a wide river on the 4th. But we don’t leave the dogs outside untethered and unattended, EVER. )
No idea what they did during their time of freedom or even how long they were free…but they were home when we got here, and unharmed, and happy to see us as if nothing were wrong. We’d be crushed if anything had happened to either of them of course…and later it occurred to me that I wouldn’t be able to replace or retrain a service dog at this stage since I’ve lost so much mobility since I got Maisie, either…anyway…
Thank God He had His hand on them and protected them and kept them home and safe! You know that song Jesus Never Fails? It’s true.
And then later…an UPDATE:
A neighbor – about 100 yards away – came by tonight to ask if we had a little mostly-black-and-brown dog; apparently Chuy made his way over there and terrorized said neighbor who was in his shed, came out, and Chuy was standing there barking at him. 12# dog, vs big neighbor guy…anyway, we apologized… The other thing that Joe told us was that my Maisie gurl stayed at home and didn’t follow Chuy down the road. Still thanking God that He kept our babies safe!