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Welcome to The Levi and Cooper Chronicles. I'm the 'Cooper' and my baby brother is the 'Levi.' We're not siblings in the literal sense of the word. He's a miniature schnauzer and I'm a miniature poodle but our differences go far beyond our breed. You see, I'm the famous angel dog who blogs from the Rainbow Bridge. Well, not famous down on earth but up here in doggie heaven all canines get to do whatever we like and I like blogging. We dogaroons up here can also gaze down through the magic water under the bridge and keep tabs on our humans. Isn't that cool! After I discovered the magic water, I decided that little Levi---who got adopted into the family shortly after my departure from earth---could use a guardian angel. When he blogs he types in pink and when I put my two cents worth in I type in blue.
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Thursday, May 29, 2008

Houdini Dog

Levi should be renamed Houdini. He managed to escape between the four-inches-apart slates on the white, plastic fencing while Mom sat reading the paper only eight feet away. She thought he'd gained too much weight to fit through them so he was in the dog yard without his retractable leash on. Surprise! All that hair of his is deceptive.

He was gone five-six minutes after Mom noticed him missing and she went into a full panic attack. She did manage to grab the dog whistle and she alternated calling his name and blowing the whistle, forgetting to yell "come" as she'd been practicing with him in their mini training sessions. On her second pass through the back yard she found him chasing one of the robins he's been barking at since they came north. That boy is going to a sissified ornithologist when he grows up. He loves birds so much he even barks at the life-size polyresin owl who watches the house from the pine trees. Anyway, Levi came right to her and it was a good thing, too, because he was about to go up a hill too steep for Mom trail after him without having a heart attack in the process.

That afternoon Mom spent several hours putting plastic lattice work around the outside of her beloved white picket fence. Mom can fix anything with duck tape, bungee cords or electrical plastic ties. This job called for the ties and the left over material that was used to enclose the bottom of the deck, keeping out the wild animals---well, sort of. The rabbits have chewed themselves many access points of entry and departure. But I digress. Mom only had a cheap hand saw for cutting plastic so it took her forever to accomplish the job. Mom told Dad she'll probably have to put bricks at the bottom of the fence when Levi figures out that he could dig his way to the backyard bird sanctuary.

Speaking of digging, Mom got the patio stones down over my grave but my baby brother likes to dig in the soft dirt around the edges, so mom is going buy more of them to stop his chances of getting to my bones. But what if he keeps digging around the edges of the new row of stones and she keeps buying more stones? By the end of summer the dog yard will become a patio! And all because my grave is taking up a couple of feet near the garage wall.

Mom read something in a book about setting up a kid's sandbox for puppies to dig in. In theory you bury toys in the sand to get the puppies started digging in their only approved digging area. I'll have to ask around and find out if any of my new pals up here ever had their own sandbox. I'd hate for Mom to buy one and have Levi dig all around the outside of it instead of inside. She could fall over dead hauling bags of sand to the back of the house. Unfortunately, my dog-to-human telepathy doesn't seem to work from up here so I'm going to have to find another way to let her know what I find out. ©
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8 comments:

Penny, Poppy & Patches said...

Don't worry, Cooper! Schnauzers usually only dig when they're puppies. Notice I said USUALLY! He'll probably grow out of it. Glad your mom figured out a way to keep him from escaping again!

Aire-hugs,
Poppy, Penny & Patches

Petra said...

Levi is sure keeping your mom busy! She did a great job adding the lattice work -- the fence looks great! If Levi keeps this up, your mom will lose some weight with all of the extra exercise she is getting.

Maybe you can figure out a way to keep the birds in your yard so Levi won't be tempted to chase them in the wild blue yonder.

4xBs said...

whew, that was a close call. we're glad that Levi didn't get too far.

our mom has a special place in the yard for us to dig - it's a dirt area under some huge trees where grass won't grow. we love to dig there and we make a huge mess. BUT Benson, the pup, still has a few holes in the lawn that he digs in. mom fills them with rocks and he still takes the rocks out and digs in "his" holes. humans told mom that Bailey (1/2 schnauzer) would be a digger, but Bailey is Perfect. no digging at all. we agree with the 2 Ps - we think Levi will grow out of it. we hope Benson will give up on his yard holes when he gets older too.

woofs.

Maggie & Mitch said...

You're sure keeping your mom busy, Levi! We're glad you didn't get far with your escape!
I wonder if mom has ever heard of an approved digging sandbox? We could sure use one of those! Mitch digs wherever he wants to!

Love ya lots,
Maggie and Mitch

Latte said...

I dig air most of the time, gotta get my humans to video me doing that. :p

Woof,
Latter

parlance said...

Penny used to dig when she was a puppy and we tried that 'approved digging spot' idea. We buried treats in it and used to even dig with her, having fun together. It sort of worked, but we didn't need to keep it up because she stopped digging.

Dewey Dewster said...

My Pap had ta put chicken wire around our fence cause Toby could squeeze thru it....he's so skinny and sneaky......good thing Levi came back cause yer Mom woulda been sad fer sure......

Dewey Dewster here.....

Emma the Golden Girl said...

and the Canine Kids said,
We are major diggers and my Mom always had a sandbox when we were growing up. She'd bury special toys in it and we'd work to find them and then we wouldn't be digging the garden.
Lilly is always on Robin patrol too so she understands why Levi likes to chase them.
Hard to believe Levi could escape through the fence slats. Your Mom did a wonderful job of fixing it.