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If dogs could speak...
Saturday, April 22, 2006
 
Doggie Houdini
I wrote last week about a golden retriever in New Hampshire that was on the loose for two years, only to get trapped again with a piece of ham. This was a total disgrace for the canine species and a hot topic in dog blogs the world over. How can a dog give up a life of freedom, ignore the call of the wild and visions of running carefree in open meadows, all of that gone in a brief instant in exchange for a small slice of smoked meat? That, simply couldn't be.

Then another news item came in that showed that there is still hope for dogdom, not all has been lost. Two weeks ago in Virginia Beach, Virginia, animal control officers put a bulldog named Rosco in the slammer when they caught him attacking another dog. Rosco had just jumped a fence at his home to get out before he got into the altercation with the second dog. At the animal jail, he wasn't happy being locked up. By the next morning, he was gone.


The officers are now guessing that he chewed on and bent the latch on his outdoor pen, and pushed the door open. After that he still had to jump high enough to get on top of a seven-foot concrete wall, and squeeze his way through several layers of barbed wire to get out. Rosco left no good-bye note, no taunting threat to the kennel keepers, but his triumph was unmistakable. Hasta la vista baby!

Sadly it was really hasta la vista. A day later the cops found Rosco at a lake four miles away, too exhausted to run away or fight back. He is now back in the kennel, this time with a big padlock on the door to prevent his Houdini act. The latest report is that he is still in jail, waiting for his trial for canine assault and prison escape.


There is a Free Rosco Fund being set up to support a rescue squad to help get Rosco out. The special commandos are Siberian huskies, well trained in the science of yard excavation and night escapes. The tunnel is already half-way to the cell. We break out tonight. Don't tell anyone, and don't you blog about this.
Comments:
Oh, poor Roscoe! After all of his hard work, to be back in jail!

Please let me know where to send donations. Sssh, my mom doesn't know that I can get her credit card out of her wallet!
 
We're on our way!
 
Sounds like Roscoe is pretty good as escaping all on his own.
 
Indy, Turbo,
Thanks, but no money is needed. Just bring along your husky buddies. We need more tunnel diggers. A few cans of Cheez-It for sustenance and the post-breakout party would be good. We had to postpone last night because apparently somebody has been blabbing.

Hank,
Unfortunately it's one dog against a crew of dog catchers. Our call to canine action is to try to "level the playing field."
 
How does a bulldog scale a 7 foot fence? Anyway, Woof Woof, I get you get back and blog again.
 
As the lone posting moose, I feel really out of place. Good luck Roscoe!
 
Connecticut,
How does a bulldog scale a 7-foot fence? One step at a time.

Ouch, that hurts.

John,
Yes, and don't let them make stew out of you.
 
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