Dog Stories
When we were first married we had a Golden Retriever named Sasha. We moved to a Chicago suburb with a nice big yard for Sasha, and spent $900 (a lot of money at the time) to have the yard fenced. We both worked downtown so we drove to the train station and then took the train downtown. We took the same train home every day which meant we got home at the same time every day. Unbeknownst to us, as soon as we left in the morning, Sasha would climb the fence and sit on our front porch all day. Just before it was time for us to come home, she would climb back over the fence and into her nice fenced backyard.
We would never have known except that our next-door neighbor, who was a stay-at-home mom with two small children, watched Sasha do this every day, and she finally told us what was going on.
All the neighbors thought it was a riot that we had spent all that money on that fence and she had outsmarted us.
Sasha moved twice with us, was a great companion for us and all our kids who came later, and lived to be 12 years old. She has been gone for many years but I have tears in my eyes as I write this.
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