Sometimes it is alot hard to have more that one dog than I thought.
Last weekend something happen that just destroyed my convidence in myself to be able to handle two dogs at one time.
I had them both out in the back yard playing....and Casper runs up the stairs though the cat door and out the garage door (that happen to be open) he was at the end of the drive way when I caught up to him. He looked at me at the end of the drive way and took off running down the street.
Missy running after me, decides to go explore the waterfall area of the yard, which she has never been on....there is rain water in the pond and I thought she might drown in it...so I run after Missy to put her in the house (which took a few minutes)
By the time I got out to the street Casper was gone. All I could think of was that other Havanese dog that ran off and got hit by a car a few weeks ago. So I tried not to panick....but it was hard. My husband took off walking the streets and I took the car out to look.
It was probably about 10 - 15 minutes in the car and I am crying like crazy, can't find him. I take the car back to the house to see if my husband found him and Casper was in front of the drive way with a bunch of rose thorns suck all over him....he could not even move.
Boy...was I ever shaken after that!!! I really never thought one of them would get away from me. I worry about it all the time now
I would just hate to lose one of them.