It is I Chance, the wonder blogging Border Collie!
I was in jail, I have never been in jail before, I had no get out of jail free card either. This is how it went down..
Far Side has been talking about this "jail" for years. She has been holding out for a big jail, with a doggie door to the out of doors. She goes on and on about how great life was when they lived in Harwood, North Dakota. They had a big jail, and there were two doggy doors one from the house to the garage and another from the garage to an enclosure that was six feet tall..with lots of room for the Shelties to play and bark ( That is what Shelties do best.)
Anyways..she gave up because Far Guy said he didn't want me locked up..us guys gotta stick together! Then "she" had that garage sale and announced "He will be on the lead or in the house all day..NO exceptions. We don't need a sail dog." Just in-case you don't know what a sail dog is ..it is one that is flatter than a pancake that you can pick up and sail across the road. Yew... Far Guy saw the light. He went to Farm Fleet and bought me my very own jail.
It isn't very large, Miney kept me company. I never howled or barked or anything. Lots of kids came to visit me, and I watched the cars come and go. I do not chase cars, only the ball. But when someone drives into the yard, I run to greet them..kinda like a Border Collie Welcome Committee... Far Side says it is not my job..but I think it is..when she drives into the yard she stops and glares at me, until I sit down and don't move. She has a mighty powerful stare. Far Side says that this kennel will be just the ticket on days when I cannot go to town because it is too hot for me to be in the car.
Since the garage sale, I have only been in there once, I had a little lapse in judgement and left the yard by myself running after a squirrel..when I returned ..she locked me up and hollered at me. Then we kissed and made up..cause she needed a model amongst the flowers..:)