So after bragging for years, that bernie never leaves our property, im now here to correct that. Bernie has up till today, never been caught. Bernie mature GSD. Brian, a bordeaux mastiff rescue numpty.
So we get back in from dawn walk. Its around 6.30am. Id been woken by Brian's cries to get out and go to loo. I dress, walk them come back.
Make a coffee, sit on sofa with some paperwork n lap top, when Pohm (dog no 2)comes to alert me something is wrong. I go immediately, and just see Brian's tail go out of sight. I grab my gum boots, and pohm and i head off to catch the bastards! off property without a pass!
I keep back, interested to see where they are going. Straight to the lake, for a swim. then a great game of; Round up the ducks onto the bank. Sit and gaurd for a minute. Then they round them back into the lake, keep them in a group, near the bank sort of rounding up in water? Me and pohm take a seat and watch this fiasco.
Till eventually, they tire and come home.
Bernie spotted me and pohm first. and his ears went down, tail went down, instant guilty dog. He knows he's done wrong, i swear.
Brian, spots us only because bernie's sudden change in energy spells somethings wrong here. And then see's us sitting on the log. He has no remorse, comes bounding at us all goofy. till he got rollocked by Pohm good n proper for wandering off. And taken very fast back into our property and put to bed! Hillarious!
I was going to forgive, move on, and praise him for returning. God im so soft compared to how mumma dog is!