At just two years old, Walker is very strong and very energetic. He loves to run, and run, and run. I've mentioned before that he's a spook. What this means is that if Walker gets away, we have very little chance of ever getting him back. Because of his fear, it's very unlikely that he would ever voluntarily come to us especially if he's panicked and in unfamiliar surroundings.
We have taken almost every imaginable step to ensure that all the dogs are safe and that they can never get out of our backyard gate again. What we didn't do was "fortify" the front door.
Here's a picture of the front of the house that I posted at Christmas. See?
The front door is big and heavy and old. The doorknob is old, too. Standing inside the house, Truly can bump the knob with his nose and the door will swing open and inward. That's why we put a new deadbolt on the door. The deadbolt is always locked. Even if I go outside to sweep the porch, I take my keys with me and lock the door from the outside.
When people come over for a visit, one of us must always be with them as they come and go through the door. It doesn't always shut completely, then it swings open. Even though we explain the importance of keeping the dogs inside the house - folks just don't always understand. Teen-aged and elderly visitors, in particular, fail to make sure the door is closed and locked. Sawyer's friends, poor kids, they must surely think we're weird -
And where are the dogs during our entrance and egress from the front door? Standing there and waiting. Simply WAITING for their chance. (I told you I was obsessed with this.)
|Truly says, "I want to go outside."|
|Maggie says, "Me, too." |
Walker, who's outside of the camera shot, says, "You get the door open and I'll run through! Yeah!"
Front Door Gate-Keeping Protocol requires that the gate be closed before the front door is unlocked/opened. I've even briefed the mail carrier on the purpose of the gate. He's good with it.
Hopefully it will never be needed, but if it is, it's there.
Ahhhhh, peace of mind!
P.S. - When Tim and I met and talked with the wrought iron man, we detected a Cajun accent. Tim asked him about it. He said he grew up in Pierre Part, Louisiana. For us, the next obvious question was, "Do you know the Landrys from the History Channel show, Swamp People?" He said he grew up with Troy and knew his family well.
We love that show! Small world, huh?
From the History Channel web site: Deep in the heart of Louisiana lies America's largest swamp--a million miles of inhospitable bayous, marshes and wetlands where nature rules and humans struggle to tame it. Many of its inhabitants are the hardened descendants of French refugees who were forced out of Canada in the 18th century and settled in this harsh yet majestic environment. Today, these people are known as the Cajuns, a group renowned throughout the world for their flavorful cuisine, distinctive music and vibrant culture. Resilient, self-reliant and fiercely independent, the Cajuns of the Atchafalaya Swamp still carry on many of their ancestors' trades and traditions.