Maggie was tripping out. My dad looked outside and saw that “Fred”, a neighobors dog was running around the neighborhood. So he let him in the house and then we got him out in our backyard with Maggie.
The bizarre thing is that my dad called the neighbor on his cell, and he was not home. He had no idea how he got out. I don’t believe he was in the yard, at least thats the impression I got, I think he escaped from the house somehow.
He is always getting loose. Our neighbor is in his late 70’s though, so maybe he left something open that he shouldnt have. I don’t know.
It can be a little amusing when he gets loose frankly, because the guy is overweight and not super fast or mobile. So he just stands out in his yard going “Fred!, Fred get over here! Fred! Fred! Cmon Fred!” And the dog just runs all over the neighborhood, completely ignoring him.
lol. yeah we generally help the neighbor catch him by letting him in our backyard or whatever.
But the comical nature of someone just standing still in their yard calling a dog over and over who does not listen at all and just frolics happily throughout the neighborhood, is undeniable .
What scares me is thinking that in my 60’s or 70’s I’ll get nostalgic for 4 dollar hamburgers and Jenna Ortega movies or something. You know, 2020’s stuff.
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