Part of me wants to cheer for Leif escaping the usual bounds, and yet remaining safe and confident in his Adventure.
Little dude has no fear whatsoever. Except for clowns.
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Part of me wants to cheer for Leif escaping the usual bounds, and yet remaining safe and confident in his Adventure.
Little dude has no fear whatsoever. Except for clowns.
What Andi said, Gud. I love the thought of the "Adventure!" but the fact he got out of the backyard, eep!
I guess I'm thinking they might be waiting for Hec to do something Craxy from the stress and rumors, so they will have a reason to trump up.
So, Gud, what are you going to put over the backyard to keep him in? (I remember the crib.)
The plan is to always have an adult in the backyard when he's out there. Either that or a twelve foot fence.
Dude, don't tell Cindy that story. I'm still a little freaked out from that time.
Oh I forgot, when my wife found him, he had our mail. Apparently he stopped by our mailbox on his adventure.
So, Gud, what are you going to put over the backyard to keep him in? (I remember the crib.)
A giant fucking clown.
Except for clowns.
Might want to install a new clown-face lock on that gate, Gud.
"I'm having an adventure!"
What a cutie. Sort of but not really like when my dog Bailey used to get out of the yard at my old house and when I'd finally track him down, he always had this happy look on his face like, "I found soooo many new smelly spots to pee on! Isn't that cool?"
Heh. Our sheepdog used to dig out under the fence and once we only found her because she'd apparently decided to attend a barbeque like three miles away.