So Sam has begun to run away. I never realized how handy it was to have a dog with limited mobility - you put them somewhere and when you come back, there they are. Now that our old man is moving around more again - he has started to run away. At least three or four times in the last week I could not find him. It was only for a few minutes of course, because he's not that quick :), but still, I didn't know where he was.
One time was just yesterday, he was in the yard and then I looked and he was gone, "Oh bugger!", I thought, then I saw him in the driveway. I went out and helped him move back into the grass (a safer place to be). I went back inside and when I looked again a while later - gone. "Crap!", I thought, "Now where did he go?" He was not in the yard, not in the driveway, not by the car - he was on the trail into our woods. I checked on him and then over the course of the next 1/2 hour or so he made his way back into the driveway into the shade of my car (lying down a few times along the way). The picture below is of Sam yesterday at the barn on one of his rambles...
At the barn one day last week, I had placed him in a nice snowbank to rest. "HA!!", he said, "I'll go where I want to go!" I looked and he was not only up and walking, but already 20 feet from where I had left him. When I came back from giving the horses hay in the pasture and sitting on the fence for a bit - he was not in sight. Gone. Again, "Crap!", I thought.... Not by the car, not in the shade of the barn, not in the grass - he was next to the manure dumpster...having a snack...manure. I dashed over, scolding him, and as I lifted him to standing he was reaching out to grab a few last bites. Bad dog!! I was laughing the whole time. Back when Sam was still running, I would catch him having a manure snack and yell at him to quit it and he would grab a last bite as he was running off! Same idea, just without the running...
It's a good day when your 16 year old dog runs away...a good day indeed.
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