Roxie made a dash for freedom today. Her chosen method of escape did not rival the originality of Escape from Alcatraz, nor was it as exciting. She simply used the more obvious method – run out the front door at the same time as one of the kids tries to go out.
She didn’t stop to sniff the bushes in our front yard, nor investigate the grass or even stop to piddle near the mailbox. No, she ran…. and ran. 1/3 of a mile later or so our son finally catches up with her near our community’s swimming pool. Fortunately, it was him that chased her down instead of me. I probably would have been out of breath and had to stop after I made it past my next door neighbor’s mailbox!
Why did she escape? What made her leave the warmth and comfort of our living room? It was the age old enemy of the dog…. a cat! Roxie was bound and determined to chase down this evil intruder and let it know once and for all who is boss of this side of our street. Her plan, however, got a bit confused as she continued to run… and run…. well after the cat had already escaped up a nearby tree.
What has Roxie learned? That when a teenager opens a door to exit, but first pauses briefly to check in the mirror if the hair is still doing what it is supposed to do, this short amount of time is just enough to allow her to dash out into the yard and into the great unknown. She also learned that our son can run pretty fast. What did the cat learn? A quick dash up a tree equals safety and another chance to taunt Roxie again tomorrow!