|A Phod track in our driveway|
Monday, we talked about how the wildlife caused us a lot of mischief on the weekend. There is a story I didn't tell as it happened Sunday evening.
Let's back track a bit. On Saturday morning, while looking at the coyote tracks, I spent some time studying both my dog's tracks. What I didn't realize was that I was going to need this information on Sunday.
Sunday evening I took the dogs out after dinner. Without thinking, I let Phod off leash right away. What I believe happened is this - the Fox, whose den had been disturbed was out, and Phod saw him and took off after him. Hailey was screaming and Phod was gone into the bush behind our house. I dragged a freaking out Lee back to the house. Threw on my snow pants, boots and snowshoes and headed into the bush to track him. The Man took to the road.
There was both a blessing and a curse to still having snow. It was a blessing because there was a clear Phod track to follow. It was a curse because it is melting and in places even in my snowshoes I sunk up to my hip. Luckily it was only ever one leg at a time and I was able to use the other leg to pull me up (all my work with my personal trainer is paying off!)
After about 15-20 minutes my phone rang. It was Man back from the road to report that Phod was sitting happily in the driveway by the garage door waiting for us.
The Man checked Phod out from head to tail and there was no signs of injury. The next day, he had a small cut on a toe but was nothing that required medical attention. We are reminded that Phod has to go out on leash and if there is no wildlife around, can go off his leash.
|The tracks from the bush|