
Our Tuesday morning walk was a bit chaotic, and were it not for the tags on two rascals who escaped their fence, it would have been much worse.
Agnes and I were on our normal morning stroll when a big beautiful English setter came barrelling across the street. Luckily at that time there were no cars. I struggled with her to find her nametag and another pedestrian stopped to help me. Lulu had a phone number, but no address and we hoped she lived close by. Note to self: from now on whenever I walk my dog (or someone else's dog) I will always have my cell phone on me at all times. And come to think of it, I'm going to add the local animal control to my contacts so in case we encounter a stray we can call them immediately. This probably wouldn't be a bad idea for anyone who walks their dogs regularly.
We noticed a woman across the street and I hollered at her to see if she had a phone. We called the owner and to our surprise Lulu's home was right in front of us, we just had to get her and her newly escaped brother -- an English bulldog -- back inside the fence. Thank god Agnes kept her cool. I tied her up to a metal post along the tennis court so we could wrangle the two dogs who would have much rather kept up their crazy runs in the park (round and round as fast as they go, wherever they stop, nobody knows).
We called the owner again to tell him the dogs were safe and sound in the back yard. He was heading home immediately from work. The woman and her daughter made their way to the local school and Agnes and I continued to turn the corner and head home.
If only that was the end of the story...
When we came back through the park I noticed a third woman standing in the driveway staring at Lulu. She'd gotten out again. I crossed the street to help her and Lulu flew across the street at us, just narrowly escaping traffic in both directions. Our hearts lept out of our chests.
This continued for a good 15-20 minutes. I explained to the woman what had happened 15 minutes prior and she was as incredulous as I was. We walked the perimeter of the house and found a hole in the fence. I thought of tying Lulu with some shipping materials in the driveway, but then we found a pallet that seemed like it would do the trick.
Just after setting it into place the owner pulled into the driveway and was grateful we were there to help with the situation. We explained out of breath and excited that the dogs were sprinting across the street and he had no idea where Lulu kept getting out.
I cannot emphasize this enough. Even if you think your dog is a homedoggy and is always fenced in or by your side, he/she NEEDS tags. This owner hardly expected to get a call that his dogs had escaped. I say the same thing for cats. Tucker, our 15-year-old Maine coon, is an indoor cat, but you never know when somebody's going to come into your home and accidentally let the pets out. We had an incident a couple of months ago where the gas guys came and left the dog run fence open. Tucker could have gotten out because of their negligence. It's just like driving. You might be the most precautious driver in the county, but you never know when you're gonna get bumped by somebody who isn't paying attention.
Tag your animals, pet owners. After yesterday's incident, I'd almost suggest putting your address AND your cell phone number on the tags. If we couldn't reach the cell phone number, who knows what would have happened.
Happy tails!