AuburnChick's Adventures

I just got back from a 20-minute car ride.

What kind of trip did I make this time, you might be wondering.

Oh, the around-the-block kind of trip.

To round up two pups who consider it their mission to escape from my home…on a daily basis.

No kidding.

As you might remember, I recently had blinds installed in my windows.  It sure would help if I used them in the afternoons.  They are a lot more decorative than prison bars too.

Who are the escapees, you might be wondering.

My not-so-loveable (at the moment) Pele and Molly.

Pele

Molly

Don’t let their quiet demeanors fool you.  All they are doing is plotting.  They are saving up their energy for the perfect moment.  The moment they spy Rockin’ Rooster playing outside.

His sighting is the signal to run.

Pele runs to the laundry room door…the one that leads to the garage, and turns the handle.

Out he goes with Molly hot on his heels.

Because I am saving electricity by hanging clothes to dry in my garage, the garage door is wide open…the perfect avenue to freedom, and the dogs know it.

As I run out the door, grabbing my car keys on the way, all I can see is a streak of white.  Molly is headed down the street on her newest adventure.

We’ve figured out that retrieval is fairly quick when we offer them a ride in the family car.

Not tonight.

I drove slowly down the street, windows down in order to track them by the sound of their tags jingling with every step.

I spy Rooster, hot on their heels but never quite close enough.

Tonight Pele decided to tease me.  He stopped running and approached my car.  Relieved, I got out and gently approached him.  Just as I was about to grab his collar, he took off.

Typical male.

The dogs rounded the corner and headed around the circle that the neighborhood is built around.

Great.

I don’t know how Rooster managed, but he kept pace.  Down each street we went with brief pauses along the way.  Both dogs gave us obligatory glances before heading deeper into no-man’s land.  People stared at us, but nobody offered to help.  I suspect they were trying hard not to laugh.

I did laugh, for a short bit.  At one point it was comical.  Then I got frightened that I would wind up watching one of the pups get hit by a car.

Not so funny.

Part of my neighborhood backs up to our high school.  I could see the lights of the baseball field and hear the crack of the bat.  The sound of tags jingling met my ears…coming from the dirction of the baseball field.

Oh no.

I parked the car and headed in that direction.  Then I saw it.

Rockin’ Rooster had Molly by the collar.

He had run her down, in his bare feet.  Pele followed alongside, tail hanging down.

Just another day in the AuburnChick house.

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