Escape proof?
“We have a runner”. Around this house, not a preferred quote. My fault; while unloading stuff from the car, I was distracted. Opened the front door and almost got a lock on a tail before the dog headed off to points unknown.
This does not happen often. Other times remain burned into the collective memory. Today, no choice. Accept the inevitable, leave the door ajar and “carry on”.
And, happily, the wanderer wandered in about twenty minutes later. Tired, thirsty, short of breath. No visible marks. An absence of pursuit. The best I could offer was an enthusiastic welcome and a quick move to reclose the portal, before sending a text message to those most concerned.
My movie tastes don’t usually go for Rambo/Terminator pairings, but the Escape Plan turned out to be a diversion. Never had to design anything more “tight” than a dog-safe zone (and you see how well my effort there turned out). My own efforts at egress are blocked by simple things; stick door knobs, etc. Trying to keep the cagey types caged must be a challenge.
The actors didn’t go overboard in their performance. Good thing: (spoiler alert) given the shipboard setting. No fancy high tech stuff either; cameras in stairwells are almost normal these days. As for really bright lamps…
Watching a CBC consumer documentary on vets and value-added almost everything. Heartworm? Added nutrition dog foods? Pretty much everything else? You’re preaching to the choir.
Still early. Could be a good evening to sample ice cream in the area. I mean, it almost qualifies as dairy.
