Dog gone wild

Today Worker Lee came back over to do some more work on the bathroom. He was going in and out the side gate and at some point forgot to close it. So Sally, who we had been keeping in the house because she just kept jumping in and out of the new bathtub from the backyard because there was NO FREAKIN WALL on our house, got out of the yard during one of her trips outside to pee. And my oh my is that dog fast. Scary fast. She doesn't so much run as she gallops, her long legs stretching out and eating up the pavement at what seemed like a 30 mph clip. Of course I'm not going to name names, but there were three kids running right up the middle of the road after her yelling "SALLY!" which only seemed to make her go faster as she looked back over her shoulder and hollered back "Na na na boo boo, you can't catch me!"

She made it about four houses up the street and decided to come back, but then she spotted the house across the street from us with the OPEN FRONT DOOR. And she ran right inside the house. And I must tell all you people that the reason the front door on the house across the street from us was open is because that house is for sale. And today was Open House Day. And there was obviously several potential buyers inside the house at the same time Sally was in there. Oh, and the reality lady seemed really cranky when she came outside, although I don't know if it was because she was having a little bit of a bad day before all this happened or if it was all 100% our fault. Because she was really really skinny and skinny people are skinny because they don't eat, so they are hungry all the time, so they are usually in a bad mood.

I'd like to think that the fact that we live here with cute kids and such a cheerful, neighborly dog would be a selling point:

"Look! The family across the street has the cutest little 50 lb boxer who likes to jump on you and knock you down! And gee! They have cute kids. FOUR of the cutest kids who just happen to be reenacting UFC 75 in their front yard and screaming and crying loudly!"

"What! I'm not moving here! What if there's something in the water!"

Scott absolutely hates it when Sally runs away like that, but usually if you just sit down she comes right back to you. He was handling it fairly well until she ran into the other house, and at that point he turned a violent shade of red and went up to the house. When the first thing that came running out of the house was not Sally but a largely upset skinny reality lady I thought Scott was going to have a heart attack. Sally came out shortly after that and we got her back in our house where she got a spanking with the wooden spoon, mostly for not coming to us when we called her. She knows better than that!

Anyway, all is well now and Sally is sleeping peacefully on her big huge pillow and Scott's blood pressure has returned to normal. And the house across the street? Still for sale.