Dear Shiz and Griz, it started out rather normal, ride to Lowes, etc. When Mitter Bob went to working around the shed in late afternoon, he hooked me to a nearby tree. Being bored, I finally had the courage to see what was under the shed that bothers me. When Mitter Bob checked, I had dug under the shed and disappeared into a burrow - he said groundshogs once lived there, but he hasn't seen them go to the shed since I came. Anyway, I found something and crawled in very deep, barking wildly as I usually do at deer, cats, etc. Mitter Bob said he thought I would come out, but around 9:30 he and Missy Evelyn, especially, got worried they said. Tired of barking for so long (Mitter Bob also said there was a low groan/growl like Thibby makes coming from the hole), I didn't bark so much and then they got very worried. They said they called Mitter Jon about what to do; also my trainer. At 10:30 Mitter Bob began to dig under the shed and finally opened into a tunnel. Using a hoe to dig further and get the dirt out a pair of beady little eyes were seen. When Mitter Bob went to the garage for a hand tool, Missy Evelyn said an 'possum came out and slinked away. Digging further he got to my paw and then he saw my nose. Then Mitter Bob reached way back wit his hands, cleared out some more dirt and then pulled me out by my paw and collar. I coulda gotten out on my own at that point.
I wanted to go back into the hole, but Mitter Bob picked me up and carried me to the house. On the deck I shook and shook and the dust just flew as I was filthy dirty. Then I drank water for a long time. Mitter Bob said bath and I knew I was in trouble (but I sorta like baths). First I was rinsed off, it was very muddy, then lather, then rinse, stilly muddy, then lather and finally a good rinse. Longest bath ever for me. Around midnight I finally got my dinner and a good talking to. This morning I slept until 8, latest ever for me, but I had stayed up much later that usual. Mitter Bob hosed the deck off this morning. Said he would take pics of the hole later. Also he has ice on a very painful shoulder. Boy, was yesterday ever exciting! Your rescued friend, B
Monday, September 14, 2009
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