The Renegades of Golden Pines

Nothing strikes fear into my aging heart quicker than four renegade dogs who don't have their leashes on when they are outside the fence--This fear is what surfaced this morning when I opened the door inside our house to let the dogs into the garage to get ready for their morning walk. I opened the door and as the dogs went past me I quickly saw it, the garage door that had been left open last night! Panic and pandemonium erupted as the siren of my voice broke the silence of the beautiful fall morning. I immediately called to the dogs about going for a car-ride which brought back renegade number one, Charlie, who would rather go for a ride than a walk (sucker!!). Captured inside the van we left Charlie and we turned our attention to the Big Boy gang called the Chub Club. Toby and Bubba who have been corrupted by their newest member Sam (our boy Sam, not Doris's Sam) quickly realized they were unleashed and made their run to freedom and liberation, never looking back! Toby and Bubba not being experienced at the art of escaping and who are a bit slower were easily caught and returned to captivity. However the lead renegade Sam, (pictured) is a bit more seasoned. He knew better than to believe my story about giving him a treat--I even think I saw him roll his eyes at me when he looked back for just a moment. With distance quickly coming between us, it was becoming clear to me that given the direction and roughness of the terrain that Sam was going to make a successful getaway and we may not see him again...Then suddenly the inevitable happened--Sam had to stop for a potty-break and he was nabbed by the tail--Thank-you Mother Nature!

Even though it was a few hours ago and all residents of Golden Pines have been counted and recounted and there have been several role calls I still feel like someone is missing...