Following Houdini's Footsteps

Where it concerns our four-legged Houdini, we may have stopped her in her tracks. I am talking about our dog here, in case you hadn't figured that out yet.

She got out yesterday, as soon as we turned out backs on her. One time, our daughter found her, sitting on the porch at the front door. It was raining and apparently that was the only covered spot she could find at that time. The other time, she was roaming around, three houses down. The rest of the time she just parked herself under our van again.

I had already pulled her dog-house away from the fence, thinking she might use it to jump up on and over the fence. Nope, she got out anyway.

That left the small hole dug under the fence. Nahh, that couldn't be it, or could it? It looked way to small for her to get through, but you never know. Husband plugged it up with a temporary solution for now, to see if that was her way of escape.

So far, she hasn't gotten out anymore. Which reminds me, I better check if she is still out there!