We came upon fresh deer beds (that is what I call the indentations the deer make when they sleep in the snow). There were at least 4. If I had to guess, the deer were sleeping and Phod found them and off they all ran. I started to follow their tracks through the bush with all these great smells and fresh poop for Hailey. I got to a spot where the bush was thick and the deer had run different ways. With Hailey leading, I couldn't figure out which way Phod went.
I decided I would take Lee home and then go out and search for Phod. Lee and I trudged home. (She threw up on the way because of all the deer poop she ate too quickly). I took off my snowshoes, I put her in, and I grab my phone (in case he was found and someone called the number on his tag). I get my snowshoes back on. I open the garage door, and there was my handsome boy.
He knew he was in trouble. He sulked by the front door the rest of the day. He is not going to be able to be off leash when I snowshoe now. I am going to have to learn to snowshoe with them both on leash!
There is an upside to all of this adventuring, I had two very, very tired dogs!
PS On Sunday the 4 of us went snowshoeing, Phod on leash. We let him off in the backyard when we got back and he took off again. He came back and we had the opportunity to do the trail again. While I appreciate the extra exercise, I don't appreciate the stress that goes with it.