Watch Out for the Quiet Ones!

Georgie fooled me.  He fooled all of us.  Underneath his quiet, relaxed, unruffled exterior lies the heart of a renegade.  On our morning walk, I accidentally dropped his leash.  Georgie immediately saw his opportunity to make a getaway, and he took it.  Off he went, just like an escapee, straight into the woods, leash skipping along behind him. I don't think I've ever seen him move that fast.  Okay, Georgie's not that fast, but given that I had Charlie and Sunny on leashes, and three others off lead, it sure seemed like he was -- Because those few moments that I needed to get everyone together were all Georgie needed to bolt to freedom and disappear.

I put Charlie and Sunny inside and headed into the woods, through thorns and thick brush to find him.  I eventually found Georgie, casually sniffing a tree.  He was, of course, totally ignoring me, and before I could grab him, he started off again. No doubt about it, Georgie was in the zone. But he made a rookie mistake and zigged when he should have zagged, and I stepped on his leash--He was caught!  I slowly walked the delinquent back home.

Thirty minutes later, after a little water, just like Todd was after his encounter with the toad, Georgie had moved past the whole experience.  And just like Todd and as he is every morning, Georgie was anxious and ready for breakfast.  The moral of the story is, watch out for the quiet ones. I think I'm going back to bed.