Monday, September 10, 2012

One more time!

Evening walk turned into a golf course adventure!  Dixie was rolling in the grass and got up to shake out the grass and realized his leash had come loose!  Off he went, across the second fairway, across the driving range, where folks were hitting balls, and up and down and around the 18th Fairway of Pine Needles!  Lucky thing this evening was that the men who were playing the 18th were willing to help and so was a very nice man, whose son was hitting range balls!  This fine man's wife said, "go get a cart and help her", meaning help me to corral Dixie!  What a life saver and Dixie saver.  With me in the cart and a peanut butter peanut bar from another golfer, we took off trying to keep tract of the wayward dog!  Up and down the 18th hole, in and out  and about on Grove Rd!  As we got near him on Grove Rd, I asked the man to corral him toward the resort again, as Midland Rd would be laced with heavy traffic at 5pm, and we were able to chase him toward the grass tennis courts and when he got inside, we were able to close the gates and get him leashed up again.  By that time he was very thirsty, hot, and generally discombobulated!  This wonderful soul who helped me and whose name is unknown to me, gave us both a ride back to our house!  I will be forever grateful for his help.  If not for him, I might still be out there looking for the Jack Russell with the Greyhound tendencies!  It is truly amazing how fast he can run and how much territory he can cover in a very short period of time.  Thank you kind Sir for helping me recapture the "running bull".  (This man said he has a dog and knew how I felt!)  The man with the peanut butter bar deserves many thanks also, as he interrupted his play on the 18th hole to help, also.  Dixie hasn't gotten away in nearly a year and it serves to remind me that it is getting more and more difficult to contend with his errant ways!  I really don't know if he would come back home on his own or not, but I really don't like to take any chances, except at 71 yrs, this old body can't chase down a JRT on foot!  THANK YOU, GENTLEMEN, AND THANK YOU PINE NEEDLES FOR ALLOWING YOUR GUEST TO COME TO MY AID WITH YOUR GOLF CART! 

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