Band on the Run

Cait and I come home from grocery shopping for the dinner I’m making for my bookgroup. As I put the bags on the counter, I notice Andrew is having a glass of wine (meant for my soon-to-be-arriving guests).

Andrew isn’t much of a drinker and he knows the wine is for my friends. I look around for clues, but all looks perfectly fine. Nothing is out of place. The dogs and cat are lounging around the kitchen waiting to be fed as usual. Before I have a chance to ask Andrew if there’s been some bad news, he waves a hand at the animals, and says, “Band on the run” (My husband often speaks in song lyrics, doesn’t yours?)

“What?” I say.

“I just got home to find Kiera and Graidy loose, running around in the front yard,” he says.

This is bad for several reasons, not least of which is because our front yard is not fenced, it’s dark out, and cars fly by our house at 50-60 mph. Andrew sees me blanch.

“Oh, that’s not the least of it,” he continues. “Just as I get these two gathered up and back in the house, I turn around to close the garage door, only to see Finnegan sauntering around the corner from the bushes. All three of them were loose.”

I go to check the front door to make sure it’s still locked. (Kiera can open it in under two seconds when it’s not locked.) It is. I go back to the kitchen, sit down and rub my temples, wondering how they made the break. Cait was the last one out. She must not have shut the garage door tightly when we left.

Andrew asks, “You ready for a glass of wine.”

“Yeah, thanks.”

We clink glasses. “To the luck of the Irish.”


6 thoughts on “Band on the Run”

  1. We had a very scary incident. Our Alaskan eskimo dog got out of the backyard. The more you chased him, the faster he ran. So my husband took my oldest son (about 5 years old at the time, as I recall) and hopped in the car because he was heading around the corner. They caught up with him just in time to find him in the middle of the road and a semi screeching its brakes in an effort not to hit him. Fortunately, it didn’t, but it was not something my kid needed to see. After that, hubby was much more careful about locking the gate!

  2. It is amazing how quickly they can discover the gateway to freedom. It’s not like they really want to go any place, but it’s another way for them to play with your mind for a while.

  3. Thankfully neither Kiera or Graidy are wanderers; they’ve never left the property in the few rare instances when the’ve somehow wound up on the wrong side of our fence. But still…Yes, very lucky indeed!

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