So Echo starts barking
Someone coming up the drive.
Echo is up at the window giving the visitor the good news.
Daughtry is just chillin, nothing fusses her.
Darwin is out in the back garden. . . . or is he ???
So I shut the living room door keeping echo and daughtry in.
Shut the stairgate by the front door. Job done
Open the Door Little bald man wibbling on about god and waving copies of the watchtower.
Suddenly there is a grey and white blur shooting past my legs and out the door.
Darwin had been chilling on one of the beds upstairs.
Oh, crap. . No No No !!!!!
with no apologies to the godbotherer I leg it after Darwin.
The road out front is 40 miles per hour, not that anyone ever stays that low !
Of course now it's a chase me game.
I'm just trying to keep him from bolting onto the road.
In and out of peoples gardens over fences up back gardens
Every time I get close he slips past and out to the front road again.
finally he shoots up between two houses that thankfully have the gates to the back gardens closed and I corner him.
Phew !!!
I get hold of his collar and he's twisting and trying to nip my hand.
So one handed holding collar other hand I struggle to get my belt off.
Slip it through his collar and off we walk the half mile home.
Him trotting happily me trying to keep my pants from falling down.
Neighbours looking out windows at the madman and his dog that just trampled over the daffodils
Get back home front door wide open, no sign of the Jehovahs witness
Echo and Daughtry in the Window watching with big grins on their faces
Damn Dawg.
Very pleased with himself