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Yesterday my mom and I had to run out for a quick shopping run before my flight (needed to get business type clothes for the job fair). We left Arty in the garage with lots of food and water, since it wasnt going to take more than a couple of hours.
Well, when we came back, I noticed that the garage door was up about one foot and clearly that is enough for Arty to run out of. So before my mom even pulled her car up on the driveway I jumped out of the car and called for Arty, assuming the worst. I stuck my head in the garage through the ONE FOOT high crack and saw that he was no longer in the garage - AND i remembered that I didnt have his collar on him so there was no way to identify him. My heart dropped, my stomach turned over, and I seriously was about to pass out when I heard my mom say no look, there he is!!
Well, turns out when my dad came home he saw Arty was sleeping comfortably in the garage so he decided to leave him in the garage with the door open a crack (more like the size of the grand canyon!) before going inside so Arty could get more air. Arty then escaped out of the door - and ran straight for the front door, where he waited patiently to be let in. He was probably there for about half an hour before we showed up.
So, as I had my head stuck in the garage, Arty came running towards me from the front door (around the side of the garage) because he was so happy to see me. Thank goodness he stuck around!!!! I dont know what would have happened if he didnt... What a scare!!!!!!!
Well, when we came back, I noticed that the garage door was up about one foot and clearly that is enough for Arty to run out of. So before my mom even pulled her car up on the driveway I jumped out of the car and called for Arty, assuming the worst. I stuck my head in the garage through the ONE FOOT high crack and saw that he was no longer in the garage - AND i remembered that I didnt have his collar on him so there was no way to identify him. My heart dropped, my stomach turned over, and I seriously was about to pass out when I heard my mom say no look, there he is!!
Well, turns out when my dad came home he saw Arty was sleeping comfortably in the garage so he decided to leave him in the garage with the door open a crack (more like the size of the grand canyon!) before going inside so Arty could get more air. Arty then escaped out of the door - and ran straight for the front door, where he waited patiently to be let in. He was probably there for about half an hour before we showed up.
So, as I had my head stuck in the garage, Arty came running towards me from the front door (around the side of the garage) because he was so happy to see me. Thank goodness he stuck around!!!! I dont know what would have happened if he didnt... What a scare!!!!!!!