Our Spike decided tonight to do something that he’s never done. He decided to try and make a get away. I can’t believe that he would dare leave such a wonderful place of love that provides his every need. He gets food, water, shelter, a nice crate in which he sleeps that I thought he was so content. Oh well.
Ellen was the one to take Spike out for his evening potty before bed. He’s really good about not wandering off so we’ve stopped putting him on a leash when going out. That’s probably over, for a while at least. Ellen had not much more than had time to get out the door, when we heard her scream “SPIKE!!!” He had seen another dog (unleashed) and began chasing.
Of course, we all thought something was wrong and began to run for the door. When I got outside, Spike was nowhere in sight and all I saw of Ellen was her running up the hill across the street. In just seconds, we were all running (or in my case driving) through the neighborhood yelling for this lost pup.
After some time of searching, I found him and he ran for the car. After thinking about it, maybe it was not so much a “get away”, but just an impulse. I think he saw the other dog and just bolted without thinking. There’s a lesson in that for all of us. We can find ourselves in real trouble just bolting and chasing after something in the dark. We could end up scared, alone, and hungry.
To say the least, we really love this little animal. What other lessons could you see from this little experience. I may even build a “Spikey Sermon” from your notes.
