Chico The Jail Break Dog


After dinner, I took Chico for a walk around the park. We went to the clubhouse and I looped the leash around a big stand up ash tray. I went inside and within seconds he had pulled the ash tray over and was just like Tuesday, gone with the wind. One of the staff came up in a golf cart and we followed the other campers who were helping us track him down. Sure as shit, he ran back to camp and was on the road right in front of the coach. He didn’t want to obey right away, but he finally jumped in the coach. I snouted him a bit but all was good when I sat back down to listen to the rest of the A’s,  Chico jumped right into my lap.  He’s such a dog!