While Rob and I were sitting and enjoying dinner this evening, two uninvited guests made their way up the stairs, shuffled onto the deck and peeked in at us through the sliding glass doors. Rob and I looked at each other as we were both thinking the same thing. "Um...ok...is the gate open...I don't think so...surely they didn't jump the fence...did I leave the gate open...how the heck did they get back here...
Our uninvited guests just stood there peering in and wagging their tails. Fortunately, we recognized them -all 130 lbs each of them. They are Great Pyrenese puppies - very large puppies - that live on the back side of our neighborhood. Truman demanded to be let out. The fierce, protective guard dog that he is, he bolted out the door to protect his property. Well, not exactly. He did bolt out the door, and after everyone introduced themselves with a few sniffs of each other's privates, Truman wagged his tail, and in his typical Labrador style said something like, "Hey guys thanks for coming to play with me. Come down here and we can play around in the snow. I've got a few tennis balls, a bone and a Tickle Me Elmo (minus the stuffing) buried under here somewhere. Come help me find them!"
I went onto the deck to figure out how our furry friends made their way into the backyard. As I was considering the possibility that they jumped over the lower fencing we have on the side of our yard, both dogs simply lept right over our tall fence into our neighbor's backyard. One led the way and the other followed. During the summer when no snow is on the ground, this is a typical 7 foot fence. However, this winter the snow has remained no less than halfway up the fence. I still think it is impressive that the dogs decided to scale the fence. I can understand why they are roaming the streets as it is probably impossible to keep them fenced in this winter.
After a few minutes, the dogs jumped back over the fence into our yard. Moments later, we all heard their names being called, and without hesitation, they flew through the yard and over the fence. Just like that, they were gone. Poor Truman. He was left all alone and a little perplexed with a mangled tennis ball hanging from the side of his mouth.
We looked up from our dinner plates and this is what we saw. It was pretty funny.
This is one of the pups on our deck. I don't know if you can tell how big they are, but they make Truman look small.
This is them in our neighbor's backyard. One of them is headed up their steps to surprise them.
This is right before they jumped back over the fence to return to our yard. Hilarous.
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