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Had a scary experience with my doggos last night!

There’s currently a breach in our backyard fence that I haven’t had time to fix yet because I have to clear out a bunch of vegetation before I can reach it, but that allows the pups to get out. They don’t go far...we figured out there was a breach because we’d let them out the back door and they’d be begging to get in the house from the front door 30 seconds later. So for the past week or so, they’ve been going potty out front on leashes.

Last night, around midnight, I took them for one last potty trip. When we all got outside, after a moment, I noticed all three were transfixed, staring up at a bird on the power line. I didn’t have my glasses on and it was very dark so I had to move closer and really squint to see.

Danged if it wasn’t an owl! I’ve lived in Texas since the last week of May 2002, arriving here two weeks after college graduation up in PA. In 16 years and 4 months, I cannot recall seeing a single owl out of captivity here. And that includes living in 9 separate homes, 7 different towns, lots of nighttime dog walks or “me” walks BITD.

And he was a big’un!

I urged the pups to make quick about their business, because that bird was making Momma nerrrrrrrvous.

And then he swooped down. And so did I. I scooped up Baby and Sweetie, tugged on poor Sugar, and we were back inside my front door a nanosecond later. Who knew we could move so fast? With the screen door closed behind us and before I could slam my front door, I noticed him perched on the decorative stoop between my front porch and flower beds. Brazen sucker!!

Nighttime walks with the dogs just became a lot more cautious! Baby couldn’t have been even a quarter of his size. Thank God 2 of the 3 dogs are pee pad trained and the third will literally not pee in the house unless her bladder is positively overflowing...until I feel more comfortable again, that may be our nighttime solution.

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