57 days ago by GigisStaff | 13 views | 0 barks

Houdini Dog

I executed this trick with such perfection that Mom and Big Daddy are still trying to figure it out.

It all happened Saturday evening.  Every Saturday evening Mommy and Big Daddy go to Mass.  The one place that I am not allowed to go with Mommy is Church.  It isn't that Jesus doesn't like dogs it is because Church is a Holy place.  So I have to stay at home.

Oh ya, two more things to keep in mind...

1.  The window at the front of the house is my 'look-out' point.  From this spot I have a complete view of our entire block.     

2.   It is the rainy season here in FLA.  That means that we usally get rain everyday accompanied by terrible thunderstorms.  I am  terrified of thunderstorms.  Whenever we have one - I always manage to get myself worked up into a terrible state of panic.  I cause lots of damage to the house and I even hurt myself twice.

Okay now back to my Houdini Dog story.

As Mommy and Big Daddy were leaving for Mass, the sky was threatening another storm.  Big Daddy decided it would be in my best interest if I were closed in my pen.  He said I would be safe there for the hour that they were gone.  Mommy was completely upset because she knew if I was confined I would only panic more.  No matter how much I whined and gave Mom the 'puppy-eyes', Big Daddy insisted he knew best and so he closed the gate to my pen.  There I was to remain trapped until their return.

 H E L P !!!!!

They were not gone for more than 10 minutes when those terrible rumbles started.  As Mom sat in Church she just prayed that it would pass.  She held back tears.  She feared she was going to get a panic attack herself and I would not be there to help her.   I guess it is true, Jesus does answer knee-mail because this storm quickly passed with only a few rumbles and some lightening.

When Mass was over - Mom and Big Daddy raced home.  Mommy worried that she would find me lying dead in my pen.  Big Daddy assured her that I was much safer there than roaming freely around  the house.  'Mr. Dog Whispere' also said that us dogs found our pens to be a safe haven.  Think again Buddy-Boy!

As they drove-up to the house who do you think was there peeking out the window?  Yes, it was little me!  I wish you could have seen the look on Big Daddy's face when he saw me.  "Look who is in the window!   How did she get out?  I locked the pen door myself!"

Mommy started to cry - she was expecting the worse.  She thought for sure I had gotten hurt.  When they opened the door I ran over to greet them.  They could not believe their eyes.  There was the pen with door still locked and here I was in full view.  The look on their faces was priceless!  "Oh, Mr. Dog Whispherer I dare you to try and figure this one out.  Just call me the amazing Houdini Dog!"

(My trick was  - a tiny hook at the corner of the pen was not clamped into place.  I managed to squeeze my small body through the opening and jump out of the pen.  Once safely outside, the top slowly went back into place causing the optical illusion that all clasps were locked tand he pen remained completely sealed. )

Now Mommy refers to me as her little 'Houdini Dog'!!

Luv,

Gigi