Runaway Dog

And do I mean RUN, when Samson gets free, he runs like the wind. On Tuesday night he was barking a lot at 2am. I put him in the garage, which he dislikes very much. Mark went to work at 5:30am and let him escape from the garage. So I spent the morning driving, driving, and praying looking for him. At noon I returned home, very sad. I checked my answering machine, turned around and there he was laying in his dog house!

He was the dirtest, and smelliest dog I have ever seen! Samson was covered with green stuff(smeeling like cow manure), wet from a canal, large burrs in his fur, and black oil like substance. As soon as Mark got home with his truck, we went to the Doggie Wash. It was definitely and two man job this time.