And then there was one...

Last week I posted a story about our dog Wake that ran away. I was so worried about him that Nate finally picked him up from the pound, even though we swore we wouldn't.

Today I was giving the boys a bath when someone started ringing the door bell. I ignored it, after all, I can't leave babies alone in the bath. Then they pounded on the door and rang again. Finally I wrap the kids in towels and go to the door, and what do I find? A police officer and our dog Max on a rope. He tells me the other one (Wake) got away, but I should check the pound in a couple days. Not likely. Meanwhile I've got a naked kid in each arm wrapped in towels and the cop is asking for my drivers license. Great! Why does this stuff always happen when Nate is at work?


Here is the hole in the fence where they got out. Max's has been really well behaved in the house so far. Good thing too, cause I don't know if I can fix this in the dark.


UPDATE: I just got the kids to bed and went out to the yard to fix the fence and found Wake sitting in the grass, I guess we are back to two dogs again. Duh!