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spring fever

Written by patty on February 12th, 2009

He smiled broadly as I led him into our driveway, up the brick steps, inside the gate.

Ten minutes earlier, the phone rang. I quelled my panic from the early morning call, seeing our neighbor’s number on the caller ID.

“Patty I am sorry to call so early but Henry is in our back yard.” I scrambled to get dressed, telling my husband to get up to help in case the ‘doodle made a break for it too. I had let the dogs out shortly before, knowing Henry would bark at the back door when he wanted to come back in.

I still don’t know how he got out. Every night when I pull in our driveway, I reflexively check the gates to make sure they are closed. Did I miss something? Did the wind blow open a gate? Did my dog grow thumbs overnight?

As I put on my shoes, I saw Henry wagging his tail while my husband talked to the neighbors. Staples are holding the incision on his shaved belly closed (yes, it’s cancer), and his ear is still taped on top of his skull as it heals. He saw me and started slowly walking towards me, tail wagging, grinning widely.

I swear, that dog laughed as he slowly made his way back into the house.

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  1. Feb
    12
    1:12
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    CT Mom

    Henry called Wynter to discuss his escape plan. She gave him some pointers.

    Henry is totally laughing at you <:-)

    CT Mom’s last blog post: He’s doing the best he can …

  2. Feb
    12
    3:47
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    Whitemist

    You know they do that, the laughing thing. We are so serious and all they want to do is PLAY!

    Whitemist’s last blog post: Renaissance man

  3. Feb
    13
    2:38
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    Best Friend's Mama

    She’s getting a puppy. Yea!!!

  4. Feb
    15
    5:14
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    For Myself

    Damn dog thumbs. Coming and going like the tide…

    For Myself’s last blog post: Chimney Sweep

  5. Feb
    16
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    PJ Amyouny Gerrard

    Did you know that H. called my poodles in Laguna asking for be sent $$$ for a flight West? They busted into my Vegas gambling jar to get it.. Apparently Henry longs for for a nice pee on a bougainvilla tree. This plan was almost completed before your neighbor called. The Doodle was giggling loudly the whole time; the cockapoo ratted her out. These working dogs, they never rest.. I’m tellin’ ya.

  6. Feb
    17
    9:58
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    cIII

    Mail order Opposable Thumbs……..
    They’re all the rage.