Hank, our little terrier with the tiny face, super long legs, and almost sausage body, is one of the laziest dogs ever! He sleeps in at least until 1 in the afternoon, only getting up if nature calls, or if it's breakfast time.
Even so, we have to pick up his food bowl from the kitchen floor and actually bring it over to him just outside the kitchen, because he won't get up! Lazy mutt!
And sometimes, if I'm feeling generous or on my last nerves with our wannabe human dog, I hand feed him a couple kibbles to get him going. I know, I know! I shouldn't do that, but he won't eat! I mean, after I feed him he must feel hungrier, because then he will eat.
But this wasn't what I wanted to write. Now, back on track. He is lazy, and yet a rabit hunter and eater, so we should've known he could do some amazing things... Ever since we got him, he has been a magnificent jumper. I mean, just look at his legs! He jumps on the beds, he jumps on the couches, he jumps on the table...--not approved of, just saying.-- and apparently, if motivated enough, he can jump over our courtyard gate.
I will have to get a picture of it, but for right now I can only describe it. It's pretty high. Yes, thats the best I can do at describing it for now. BACK ON TRACK. The other day I was going for a walk, and I decided to take Lucy, because she normally doesn't pull ferociously on the leash, as some other pup does, cough* cough* Hank. And so as I wa going to leave, Hank was really excited and thought he was going with. After much pushing and shoving we finally got Hank away fast enough to escape.
Lucy did horrible on the walk, by the way...
So as we were headed around the last corner, and going past the neighbors yard(The one Oscar normally patrols) I see the gawky looking terrier with extremely long legs and just as extreme tiny head. After a couple seconds of dumbness, I realize it's Hank and I call after him. Of course, he runs over, tail wagging furiously and licks my face and jumps around. I carry him home, while still holding Lucy's leash, so neither of them could run away, like they always do.
So we get home and I noticed none of the fences were left open or anything. So I go into the backyard and search the whole perimeter for a possible escape route, than remembering eevn if he did find a whole, he would have to get through another one in any yard around him. So I come back inside, utterly puzzled at how he could escape. The only possible openings available were ones that would be a real tight fit, and would leave him dirty! He perfectly clean! So plop down on the couch and my dad next to me says; "I think James put him in the courtyard after you left." My jaw slacked to the floor and I wondered why he hadn't told me before I went searching! So I took Hanky into the courtyard and realized he had the whole wall that could be a possible escape route. Only, I figured he just climbed over the bikes and over the wall. So I climb over the gate myself, demonstrating that it was okay, and sat down on the other side. I heard his collar jingle a few times, but other than that, nothing. I call his name softly a couple times, and then once more a little louder. "Hank!" Then I heard his collar jingle continously as it got farther away. Then I heard his tiny feet pounding the pavement along with his jingling collar until there was a split second of silence. Then I saw his upper body above the gate and his lower half whacked into it, then I heard his back legs scrambling up and then before I knew it he was over to me, licking my face. I must say, he surprised the heck out of me! It may not seem like much, but the way my dad feeds him ice cream... I'm surprised when he can even get up off the couch!
So we learned not to put Hank in the courtyard, although if he can jump the gate, he can jump the fence. But he hasn't tried so far, so we decided to worry when he actually does it.
And I guess Hank just really wanted to go on a walk, wouldn't you say? Because surely if he wasn't motivated he wouldn't have done it, and I understand perfectly how much he would want to go on a walk, walks are like vacation for them! Who wouldn't jump over a fence to get away from home for a while?
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