Runaway puppy

Today, Neela ran away. It started with a small bark at the cracked door. As she has learned so skillyfully, certain gates are left open and she can get where she wants. Over the deck, through the pool gate...and poof! She was gone. In mere seconds, her greatest adventure began.

After a full out gallup she reached an open field where large mounds of hay sat by the road. With her nose high in the air, a new aroma breezed in, alerting her of a new kind of creature. She had never seen a horse before, let alone three of them. One was far away grazing at the far side of the fence. The other was walking gracefully by the gate, with a bit of arrogance. The last one was white and stood tall and still within the stable. She approached the window with her casual shyness, but curiousity building. "What do you want?" An old voice from the window above contained a bored and annoyed tone. "Hello!" Neela said, excited to hear a horse speak. "Can't you see we're busy." At this, our dog also realized that she's never heard a British dialect (from humans either). "Ah! Leave the little buggah alone! She ain't hurtin' nobody!" The voice came from the first horse that was eating. "Hey there! Welcome to the fahm!" His Boston (Bahston) accent was thicker than the British she had just heard. But it was kind and light.

"Hi. I've never seen a farm before. I'm from North Carolina and I don't think I've seen a dog as tall as you before!"

"What!?! I ain't no dog...you mean you nevuh met a horse? That's wicked crazy! What are you doing all the wayz up here if youz from down there?"

"Well, actually...we just moved up here. My dad is going to school not far from here. We live down the road." At this a sudden shrill of fear came over the dog as she realized that this was new territory and she wasn't sure how to get back. "I think we live down there." She pointed her nose North and as she did she saw a human running from afar. He had a funny stride, but she decided it was from the flip flops he was wearing...ones like her dad wore. Realizing her predicament and being caught away from home she offered a quick goodbye to her tall friend and scurried toward the furless man.

There's more to the story, but right now, she's reliving the whole thing again in her comfortable, safe bed. Maybe tomorrow she'll meet someone new. Or maybe the newly installed baby gate will remind her that her next adventure will probably be on leash.