Balin & our neighbors dog like to sniff, whine & pee on each other through this one spot in the fence that separates our yards. Well, one afternoon while I'm sleeping (just so happened to be the afternoon I came home from work sick) my doorbell rings & I see it's my neighbor. So I open the door & the conversation goes like this:
Neighbor: "Did you know your dog got out & is on my back porch?"
Me: "Uh...no. Oh no, I'm sorry."
N: "It's ok. He doesn't have a leash on, but will he come if you call him?"
Me: Still not awake & my head is pounding, "Um, yes....let me get my...uh...shoes on..."
So, I get my flip flops on, walk out in the blinding sun, around the house & to their backyard & call Balin. He comes running over without a care in the world & I'm still not awake enough to talk in a disciplining tone to him when I see how he got through the fence. The spot where he & the neighbors dog pee on each other is totally rotten & he slipped through there. Gross. So we're talking about fixing the fence & just blocking it for now when my neighbors daughter come out & makes this statement while giggling:
"Mom, he left a HUGE dump on our back porch!"
That's my classy dog.
Like father, like son... ;)
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