Escape artists. That’s what our dogs have turned into. After three years of blissful backyard living, they’ve decided they no longer like having free reign of our humongous, dog-park sized backyard. Nope… they’ve tasted freedom and want some more. And they are hell bent on digging out to get it.
What’s a family to do?
Well, to be quite honest we aren’t sure. We’ve entertained ideas of surrounding the fence in chicken wire {so attractive}, looked at encasing the perimeter of the fence in cement blocks {can you say prison?}, and priced having an electric fence put in {ching, ching… expensive}. Leaving them inside all day just isn’t feasible.
Today, they are locked up like little Rapunzels in the laundry room. They’ve got room to move, food, and their bed. A plus for me is that there is nothing easily accessible for them to shred. You see Jake has a tendency to get chew happy when left in containment. A negative is that we really hate to see them cooped up all day.
This is only a semi-permanent solution to what looks to be an continuing problem…
Solutions anyone?
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