So we tied her to 2 cynder blocks in the middle of the yard. She dragged them to the fence and jumped over. She hung there until her collar broke.
No matter, she got out.
When we lived in Bountiful she was on our balcony (2nd floor) we came home from work and she was gone, she jumped off. We did find her like a week later.
She was tied up camping, we came back from a walk, she had ruined our tent and flattened the air mattress we had borrowed from family. She was a crazy one, but a great one.
She would sleep on the bottom of our bed, if Jake & I would talk at night she would moan, like she was telling us to Be Quiet!!
She was the best dog ever. She loved to swim, loved to run, and was a great companion.








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