Flying Poodles

Under the Fence AGAIN and AGAIN

I can’t believe it. With the new rules, it’s been a whole week since Elly went under the fence.

BUT.

Of course there’s a BUT.

This morning, on-leash and wearing her alien-dog collar (the lighted flashing one that makes her look like a weird UFO), she pulled me across the back yard, so hard and so fast that she was under the fence (and still on the leash) before I could stop her. I had to reach under the fence, grab her collar and PULL HER BACK UNDER THE FENCE.

Jay is suggesting an electric fence, but frankly, I don’t think it’ll work. She’s too determined to get those bunnies… and I really don’t want a line of fried bunnies under the fence, either.