When my people decided to get a dog they had their back yard fenced in. The neighbors already had fences on two sides of the yard but one of the fences had a big gap at the bottom. Big enough for a dog to get through easily. So my people put in a little fence to cover the gap and fenced in the rest of the yard. Then they came and found me and brought me home.
My people figured it was safe on nice days to leave me outside while they went off and did whatever it was they were going to do. But I didn’t like it one little bit. I just got a home with people to give me loves and toss balls for me to catch – and now they’re leaving me.
I felt caged and alone in that yard. So I did some exploring. And I found out I wasn’t as caged in as I first thought I was.
I found a neighbor to hang out with and she was really nice. But I learned that she was up to no good. Next thing I know, here comes my person driving up the street. My nice neighbor had called my person at work and let her know I had escaped.
It took awhile for my person to discover my trick. I let her think that I could just disappear and reappear on the other side of the fence. But one time I didn’t wait long enough and she caught me in the act.
Busted!
Now there are some extra fence posts in the corner where I was able to squeeze through before.
I keep telling my person they look really ugly there and she should take them down.
But she won’t listen to me.
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Anonymous
February 8, 2013 at 10:52 am
Next time you feel the need to escape..run to me..lotsd of loves
Bongo
February 8, 2013 at 2:45 pm
Thanks. I haven’t escaped for awhile so it’s about time I do.
colliesofthemeadow
February 8, 2013 at 11:00 am
Woo Hoo!!!! Way to go Bongo! I cheered loudly and long! Too bad she figured out your route, but keep looking there will be another. The only escape artist we have here is Lad and he great at it, but the old guy has stopped him for several years now. Myself, I am working on a pole vault over the fence to the tracks so I can take the train back to Georgia to see my mommy and daddy…. so if you get out Bongo come on over and we will ride the rails!!! Woo Hoo!
Escape Is The Only Way,
Ginger 🙂
Bongo
February 8, 2013 at 2:46 pm
Ginger, that sounds like great fun. I’m on my way.
Will and Eko
February 8, 2013 at 11:12 am
I’m sure you want those posts removed for aesthetic reasons only! And I have no doubt you will still find a way to get into trouble in the yard.
Bongo
February 8, 2013 at 2:47 pm
Will and Eko, I never did get the posts removed but I found another way out.
2browndawgs
February 8, 2013 at 11:14 am
Haha Bongo! Good one!
the brown dawgs
Bongo
February 8, 2013 at 2:48 pm
Thanks Brown Dawgs. My person learned I was full of mischief from Day 1.
jaxart4animals
February 8, 2013 at 11:31 am
The fence in my backyard had a big gap in the corner & I had to close it off to keep the woodchuck out.. (and my dog in) so I bought a 10′ (I think) bamboo fence screen for $25 & tacked/nailed it over the existing wooden fence. It’s functional AND pretty 🙂
Bongo
February 8, 2013 at 2:49 pm
Jackie, my person says thanks for the idea. I just want to know how easy it is to tear through. Could you send your dog over for some advice?
jaxart4animals
February 8, 2013 at 4:28 pm
Well, Marley isn’t an aggressive escape artist but I’d imagine if he really wanted to chew through it or destroy it, I suppose it would be possible. And now that I look at mine, it’s a lot longer than 10′.. maybe more like 20-25′ long & 6′ high.
marina kanavaki
February 8, 2013 at 12:08 pm
Oh, Bongo you are an escape artist too?!!!!
😆
Bongo
February 8, 2013 at 2:50 pm
Marina, I was really good at it until my person learned all my tricks.
Genevieve Petrillo
February 8, 2013 at 3:00 pm
Those extra posts might look messy, but they keep you safe. I hope you never go visiting neighbors without your Mom. Ever again!
Live and licks,
Cupcake
Bongo
February 8, 2013 at 3:06 pm
Cupcake, sometimes when my person goes away for all day I get to go for a walk with my neighbor Toby. I don’t tell her I did it though.
Sunshine
February 8, 2013 at 10:20 pm
i had to come over and make sure you came back alright, mr. Bongo. good job escaping and good thing you had a good friend to bring you home. hehe.
Bongo
February 9, 2013 at 5:23 pm
Sunshine, my person already knew this neighbor but I’ve helped her meet lots of other neighbors by escaping.
Sunshine
February 9, 2013 at 7:02 pm
hiiihii…maybe, Bongo, you should tell your person you are not simply an ordinary escape dog but rather a Creative Neighborhood Artist, specializing in neighbor Meet Ups. 🙂
Bongo
February 9, 2013 at 7:57 pm
Great idea Sunshine. I think I’ll go help my person meet some new neighbors now.
eripanwkevin
February 9, 2013 at 7:05 am
I’m very jealous of you Bongo because you have a big yard that you’re able to be free without a leash. Our yard is too tiny so I’ve never been out without a leash…..I miss adventures….*sniff sniff*
It must be very exciteing to escape from your house! hee hee… 🙂
Bongo
February 9, 2013 at 5:26 pm
Kevin, you’ll have to come over to my yard and play with me – and maybe we can escape together. It’s great fun being able to run wherever you want to.
Lola
February 9, 2013 at 8:31 am
My person covered up all of the fence holes where I could get out, too, but once, someone left the gate open and I was free! I have a feeling that will never happen again. 😦
Bongo
February 9, 2013 at 5:27 pm
Lola, I found a new way to escape out of the yard. I’ll probably put a post up about it in a few days. In the meantime, maybe we can distract someone so they leave your gate open again.
Sheryl Wright Stinchcum
February 9, 2013 at 1:42 pm
Bongo, have you thought of digging a hole under the fence? My dog, who lived to the ripe old age of 17, tried it and it worked, but he got busted pretty quick. (A hole under the fence is hard to hide.) Do you think your people would get suspicious if you asked them to rent “Escape From Alcatraz?” Seriously, learn to live within your boundaries. Yes, the grass looks greener on the other side of the fence; but trust me. It isn’t.
Bongo
February 9, 2013 at 5:35 pm
Sheryl, I tried digging a hole once, but the ground is really hard here unless it’s been raining for awhile, which doesn’t happen often. I found an easier way though. I’ll probably post about it in a few days.
Sheryl Wright Stinchcum
February 9, 2013 at 7:00 pm
Great! I look forward to your post.
philosophermouseofthehedge
February 10, 2013 at 5:42 pm
Bongo – there’s no place like home!
Bongo
February 10, 2013 at 6:17 pm
Karen, I always come back home when I get good and hungry – or when the thunder goes away.
angelswhisper2011
February 15, 2013 at 3:16 pm
Bongo, next time you jump over the fence, just like me 🙂
Bongo
February 15, 2013 at 4:55 pm
Little Binky, believe it or not I have jumped over the fence. You’ll probably get to that post soon. I wrote about it a few days after this one. I guess I can’t let you cats show me up.