Mama and I were inside yesterday when we heard a faint whine come from the patio. Upon venturing outside to see what was what, we saw that Tino had escaped the friendly confines of the 119 in search of greener pastures. Once he saw what the outside world had to offer he decided to come home, and that's where the trouble started. If you look in the center of this pic you'll notice Tino's little head poking through the fence. I have no clue how he was able to get out because the hole in the fence wasn't large enough for him to get back in. Oh well, that's the long and the short of it. It reads pretty boring, but if you were present when it all went down, you'd appreciate what a dynamic situation it was. |
I didn't find it a boring read at all...actually, it was pretty cool to see that head "peeking" back in. I think I would have had panic all over my face!!