Not over yet

After the last dilemma, Little Missy shrugged off her collar just in time for some more bad weather.

Cyrus and I do not understand why she would rather be out there getting covered in snow, when she could be inside with us on the sofa. These first 2 pics were taken at the same time.

She was out there for a few days and nights, until it got really bad. I had set up a crate for her with some protection, but it took her quite awhile to trust it enough to go inside.

The one night when it was really nasty and windy, I went out to check on her at 2 am. She ran right up on the porch to the back door—as if I had never tried to get her inside before. Go figure! At least she's back inside at night, still preferring to be out most of the day.

A close call

She's back in the house and safe and sound and mostly healthy.

This young lady put us all through hell by escaping from the fence on Tuesday. We could not catch her when she was inside the fence, imagine what fun it was to capture her outside and running free.

A team of concerned neighbors, along with Jean from Dog Control, was out there for 3 hours trying to keep her out of the busy road—at rush hour no less—not an easy task. And she has no experience with roads to teach her to not stand in the middle, on a sharp curve, to dine on the rabbit road kill.

This photo to show that she survived being hit. After being broad-sided by a Jeep, she ran off to the back of our property and hid in the swampy area by the creek. I can not thank our search team, especially Alan and Roberta, enough for spotting her back there just before dark.

We were able to get her in the car, and then off to the emergency vet in Sidney. We were all truly amazed that she wasn't injured more than she was. Nothing broken, not bleeding, just some bruising and minor abrasions. With meds for a few days she should be fine. 

She is officially back to the long leash outside, and sleeping inside. Now I get to do some sleeping inside as well.

Some day, maybe

I decided to take off the long leash for a lot of reasons, mostly that she was using me to come out and get her, rather than learning to come in on her own. The weather has been getting warmer, and I thought it would be a good time to try a new tactic—learn to come inside without me helping!

Now, 5 days later, I am finding out just how stubborn my little angel is.

On the nice days, Cyrus and I will sit out there and play with her. Or maybe I will do some much needed yard work and ignore them both.

Those days go well, except for the fact that SHE STILL WILL NOT COME IN THE HOUSE! (pardon the caps)

She has been outside, including nighttime, since Tuesday. Yesterday it rained most of the afternoon into the night. That last pic of her looking all pathetic in the window is not her trying to come in...just so ya know. I even tried to get her in through the window. No go.

The latest idea is to go out with the leash and offer to take her for a walk. If and when she lets me hook her up, I walk her, bring her in the house when we're done, and then let her back outside if she insists on it. This will probably only work on the nice days, but I am sure there are some of them in our future. Going out for a try right now.

Update: no luck.