{"id":3737,"date":"2013-06-20T12:00:23","date_gmt":"2013-06-20T16:00:23","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.hoperoth.com\/blog\/?p=3737"},"modified":"2013-06-18T21:54:08","modified_gmt":"2013-06-19T01:54:08","slug":"gracies-big-adventure-part-who-can-keep-track-at-this-point","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.hoperoth.com\/blog\/gracies-big-adventure-part-who-can-keep-track-at-this-point\/","title":{"rendered":"Gracie&#8217;s Big Adventure: Part Who-Can-Keep-Track-At-This-Point"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Gracie got out of our yard last week. I&#8217;d tell you how many times she&#8217;s done this, but I have honestly lost track. She doesn&#8217;t need a rock hammer, or a pinup poster. She doesn&#8217;t even need to spit the extra dirt out of her mouth on walks. She always finds a way to dig herself out of the yard Shawshank-style.<\/p>\n<p>This time? She upped the ante. She dug her way into our neighbor&#8217;s yard. But, it&#8217;s fenced in. So, she dug a tunnel from his yard to the yard next to his. According to him, the second hole appeared about a week earlier and slowly got bigger over time. Which means that Gracie was planning this escape long-term.<\/p>\n<p>Lord help us if this dog ever decides that she doesn&#8217;t like us anymore. She is way too smart for her own good.<\/p>\n<p>I am embarrassed to admit, I didn&#8217;t even realize she was gone. I remember letting her out back for one last evening constitutional. I remember realizing that the back door was open. I remember yelling out to her that it was time to come in. But she wasn&#8217;t out back, so I assumed I&#8217;d let her back in already and that I simply forgot to close the door.<\/p>\n<p>Except, you know, I hadn&#8217;t let her back in. She was already running around the neighborhood by then. I was just too sleep-deprived to notice.<\/p>\n<p>Have I mentioned that this all happened the night before Kristian got back from a week-long business trip? Because that partially explains why I was so zonked I didn&#8217;t realize that the dog had run off. Kristian got home around midnight and immediately noticed that she was gone. Because, unlike me, he&#8217;s <em>not<\/em> an asshole. Which is why he set out to try and find her. While I held down the fort. AKA went back to sleep.<\/p>\n<p>What? <em>Someone<\/em> had to stay home with the sleeping baby. Nobody said that someone had to be awake.<\/p>\n<p>Did I mention that she lost her tags a week earlier and we were still waiting for the replacements to arrive? Because that definitely happened. And they totally showed up the day after we got her back. Because, timing.<\/p>\n<p>Long story short, Kristian didn&#8217;t find Gracie that night. She ran a couple of miles away, and (after a few hours) a nice lady found her and brought her inside. The nice lady put a picture on Facebook asking if anyone knew the nice doggie. The picture made the rounds locally, and a woman who used to dog-sit for us saw it. She put Kristian in touch with Gracie&#8217;s rescuer and we were all reunited later that day.<\/p>\n<p>Phew!<\/p>\n<p>So, now we have to do some extra husky-proofing of the backyard. Which, clearly, is going to be no small feat. Any suggestions? One of the women at our vet&#8217;s office suggested burying some sheet metal just below the fence to keep Gracie from digging (she also mentioned that electric collars don&#8217;t usually work on huskies because their coats are too thick).<\/p>\n<p>Gracie got 4+ miles worth of walks that day (3.5 miles around a local lake plus another mile around our neighborhood). So, I don&#8217;t think it&#8217;s a burning need to stretch her legs. She probably just wants to go exploring.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Gracie got out of our yard last week. I&#8217;d tell you how many times she&#8217;s done this, but I have honestly lost track. 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