Friday we spent the day sightseeing the historic district and seawall, (see previous post) but we left these two out side in the fenced-in-yard expecting them to be on their best behavior. When we return home that afternoon we were greeted by our dogs who were running around the front yard having a grand old time. It was the next morning that I find out that it was but about 45 min after we left the day before that our dogs had dug out a place under the gate and a very kind neighbor had put them back in the yard 3 times. She couldn't get close enough to get a phone number from their dog collar.
So on Saturday, I try and wedge some large rocks under the fence where they had dug out the day before and hope that would contain the two, and off we go to eat together and shop. After we eat Ward drives the 4 kids back home while the 'girls' go material shopping and looking. He later tells up that as they arrive home Mollie, (the little white dog) had gotten out again and the Maggie (the brown one) is chewing at the bottom of the fence and digging trying to get out; of course both are very dirty and we have to give them baths again. I stay with the dogs the rest of Saturday while the rest go swimming, just so they won't try and escape again. So now we are home and they both have crashed and are sleeping like the perfect little Angels they strive to be. Arugggg!!!