Here is a post from May of 2016 about a subject readers of this blog know well.
My friend was at our house on Sunday and as he was coming in Chris ran out the door. With quick reflexes, my friend grabbed Chris before he made it past the first stair. Unfortunately, the delay in closing the door was long enough for Frankie to slip out. That, in turn, was the distraction Chris needed to get away as well.
Chris usually stays close so I don’t worry too much about him. Mostly he just eats grass but he will wander away if given enough time.
Frankie is the one I worry about because he just takes off. I think he searches the neighborhood for fleas, at least that seems to be the result sometimes. If he is not going under homes then he is hiding under cars so I can’t catch him.
On this day I just gave up and waited until Frankie was ready. While I was…
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Those crazy escape artists keep you on your toes. None of us do that here, if the door opens we run the other way.
We have two escape artists and one who is door curious.
Oh good grief, I am quite grateful that I don’t have more than one!
You have your hands full with one. 🙂
That’s impressive teamwork
I think they practiced that when no one was home.