I’ve been waiting all day with my video camera at the ready. I must show you how Nola continues to get through the wrought iron fence.
On Wednesday there will be worker-guys in the back yard with a tractor. They will be disking the back part of the property, broadcasting the “dry area” wildflower seeds and then covering them with shredded aspen erosion pads. Since Nola has continued to sneak out of the inner yard, yesterday I put poultry fencing along the bottom 18″ of the fence, wired it in place. I don’t want her to get disked or broadcast, and I sure do not want her to meet the erosion pads. Last evening I stepped out onto the patio. Holmes and Inca were there, but Nola was missing. She came galloping up to the wrought iron fence — how the heck did she get out there?
Time to come back in for dinner. She flipped herself sideways — looked just like Rocky the Flying Squirrel or one of the “Road Kill” dog toys — flattened out her body, legs spread — and put the front part of her body through a very small opening on which I had not placed poultry netting. She then kicked off with one back foot, flattened the back half of her body with her hind legs spread to the sides, and launched her rear end through the little opening. It was amazing (not to mention frustrating). If this puppy does not make it as a show dog, she certainly has a future in agility. I knew keeping a red girl was going to be challenging. Perhaps DeAnn would like to trade 🙂
Video if I catch her in the act a second time.
It’s short. It was getting dark. Holmes was in the way. It’s a glimpse of Nola shaking her rear, doing her little hop, and squeezing through the fence. Tomorrow her great escape will have ended because the fence will be closed off. It’s all good — she’ll think of something new to try. Naughty Nola!
The blog is following Nola’s lead — not cooperating. Susan Shields tried to comment on this post — here’s what she tried to say:
Be sure to over-fix the fence. If you don’t, you will just be teaching her to keep trying. I can see that now…Nola climbing on Holmes to give her the need height to scale the fence. Inca standing below her, boosting her up…
haha love creative dogs! what a stinker, but I did warn you about keeping a smart red girl puppy!
Seems like she and Nick are twins separated by birth. He is such a sneaky little devil and can always find a way to slip into all the neat forbidden zones!
You really must get better about keeping the video camera ready! I could have used the laugh today 🙂
. . . but, you see, she watches. She rarely does her really bad stuff when I am holding the camera. She prefers to make me paint word pictures of her antics — and words simply do not describe the length and breadth of her innate badness.
Gotta love the “little red-haired girl” LOL No can do on the trade, unless you would like our little fish… she about gill-netted herself on our temp-fence tonight (no harm to the baby baddog, big hole in the fence). We have this neat, portable fencing that we use for our dog yard and both she and our old girl, Grace have managed to get caught in it. *Warning* “Dear Nelson Girls, the fence CAN be electrified… Just sayin’, the Management” These baddogs are really cute when they’re asleep!
Yes, I’m snickering! I warned her about the red girls. I really did! They are inherently EVIL! But so darned cute you can’t help laughing–which only spurs them on to greater stunts . . . sigh . . . Think of her as a weasel–if a weasel can get through–so can she. I had to put up chicken wire–then go back and line the bottom with railroad ties–then go back and wire the railroad ties to the chicken wire to the fence to the trees to whatever I could find. THEN you start thinking (humm, what if I connect a battery to it?). Didn’t. Thought about it tho!
Oh, what a naughty little goober!
Ah, girl after her Momma Leidy’s heart. We stained the deck, blockaded it so that dogs would have stay off. Thanks goodness the stain dried quickly – Leidy, and her cousin, Della, looking at me from the sliding glass door on . . . yep, the deck. Sigh. Nola, you’re definitely a member of the family, though not sure that’s entirely a good thing. Silly baddogs!
Ok, now multiply Nola times 5 🙂 Although maybe that’s only times 3 since Sam and Gin are basically too old to get into that kind of trouble.
Gramma Inca is also red and got into some BIG trouble when she first came to Elyan. Now she’s nine and proudly looks on as her granddaughter performs all the dirty deeds.
Oooh, did you see the EASE at which she accomplished the return to the yard? I’m guessing she’s been doing that for a while, to get so smooth at it! What a little dickens!!!
Gayts ar only to keep fat doggys in the yard