It started out calmly enough. I even made French Toast (we were fresh out of doughnuts as my mom used to say.)
Then our neighbor called to tell us he would mow the back yard. We made sure the dogs were in the house and shut the doggie door.
Later, after the mowing, the nice neighbor told us there was a lot of cotton on the A/C. He offered to rinse it off. For some unknown reason, Lee went out into the garage and left the door open. Jack was under the chair but Jill was alert and she went OUT.
Oh woe. Lee said get in the car. Since I didn't have any car keys with me I thought that was not such a good idea. I walked out to the driveway and looked south. There was Jill two doors down, sniffing at all the aromas. I called her. I might as well have called a brick. These are the first dogs that we have had (nine so far) that have never come to us when we called them. I guess we forgot how to "train" them.
I went back into the house, got a leash and the car keys. When I came back, the dog was at the end of the driveway with Lee. I called her and she came running - looking like the dogs you see in the ads on tv. Her ears were flapping and she looked happy! I opened the door into the house and she ran in.
Whew. Lee said a car was coming up the street and he was afraid she would run out in front of it.
So that was our excitement for the day.