So Why Is the Dog Door Propped Open?

May 21, 2008

I’d like to think that Chase had assistance from Kip and/or Inca.  No one puppy should be this persistent, but I’m afraid he is.  When I came home from a miserably failed mediation this afternoon, I felt a mighty draft coming from the downstairs half bath.  The dog door was open and there was wood sticking into the room.  I opened the dog door the rest of the way and found the trunk of a very old grapevine.  It had been removed from the ground, dragged across the yard and Chase was bringing it into the house.  It’s a least 3-feet long, gnarled as grape vines are, and about five inches in diameter.  It used to produce Thompson seedless grapes that hung in delectable bunches between the wooden boards that form the patio “ceiling”.  Chase was twisting and turning and pulling to work it through the 8″ x 11″ opening.  I cannot describe how happy I am that he didn’t get that last gnarl into the house before I arrived.

In the meantime we are having such a nasty dust storm that there is no satellite reception — I missed Wheel of Fortune!  I understand why the Dust Bowl Era settlers went crazy when the wind blew — no Wheel of Fortune?

  1. Jean from NM says:

    Oh, he didn’t! Chase, Chase, Chase . . . I guess you’d better take him to work more often. You could ask Jean to watch him every so often. :o)

    Let me know the next time your satellite goes out and I’ll tape “Wheel” for you.

  2. StubbyDog says:

    Chase sounds a lot like Brady.

    I’m SO sorry.