Friday, July 20, 2012
A Sad Tail
Wednesday, my hard-headed escape artist died. Lorenzo took out the door the minute DGD#1 opened it. Freedom! He would not come when called and ran for the pasture when she tried to catch him. Knowing that he would come back, she went in the house. Later she went to look for him before she left to visit friends. Last week Lorenzo took to racing cars. He would get in front of them and run until the end of the yard. We fusses and spanked and put him on a leash. We even decided to go Saturday to get electric fencing for the front yard. Now we can't! He found out what happens when a 5 pound dog loses the race to a 1 ton truck. He must not have lost by much since he was not crushed. I am sitting here missing my hard-headed little boy! My two yorkies keep looking for him as I do. No barking, no demanding my lap, no bringing of the toy to be played with, no snuggle. His life was eventful but short. Lorenzo took to traveling like a pro. He loved new places to explore. He could get himself in trouble with out even trying. He had his ribs crushed at 7 months. Holes from a bite at 11 months. Chased weekly by bigger dogs that didnt understand that he was king of the world. Dead at 17 months. My poor little boy! His only problem was that he would not listen and training him was difficult especially getting him to come to anyone I miss him so very much! Lator Gators.