life and never had an escape artist until now. Nova Bean will do whatever it takes to scale the back fence in order to run free. She never has to spend much time in the back yard, and in fact, we can't leave her for 10 minutes without her trying to make a break for it. She's got a pretty good life - she goes to work with us every day and as soon as I'm home from work, we play frisbee or chuck it until we've taken the edge off of her. She hunts ducks and pheasants October through January. She's an odd one to be sure.

if he was left outside for any reason, he'd just stand at the door and wait. The lab would YIP loudly until someone let her back in. They never ran off.

We've been talking about some boundary training for the current dogs but it's been all talk so far. Time to get it started.

they are very friendly in spite of the rottweiler look. Maybe they just want to visit other dogs?

As soon as Nova goes however, I am glued to my phone and I almost always get a call from a kind soul who has found her. If I stop and listen for the sound of kids in the neighborhood I walk in that direction and usually find her before I get a call. My beloved border collie, Tag, never leaves my side...ever. Nova is just a wild hare. We just invested in a 6' cedar privacy fence around our whole back yard and it seems to be doing the trick for the moment.

he likes to go hunting. he doesnt run far, he gets too distracted sniffing. but yeah, houdini dogs are a pita.

As a coming two year stallion he had his own paddock, one of the few - and the last - wooden fenced area we had. He spent his days either chasing his plastic barrel up and down the hill or checking every single board on the fence. At least one board was down every single day that stallion was in that paddock. He only got out once, though. For him the challenge was to find the loose boards and pull them down.

His other source of amusement was to throw his feed tub around. It traveled up and down the paddock until one day it was no where to be found. Months later I was cleaning out his water trough - a 6' x 4' x 30" concrete box - and found the tub at the bottom of the water trough.

He never managed to throw his barrel (55 gallon blue plastic one) out of the paddock though he did shove it under the fence a couple of times. He'd spend hours chasing it around, flipping it end for end horizontally and vertically, and generally beating it up. When we sent him to the trainer, he had four of those barrels to use for markers for turns or to practice barrel racing. My colt was kept in the arena and he rearranged the barrels every night.

By far the worst.



https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Catahoula_Cur

All the pig hunting dogs are maniacs.

I speak from personal experience. For example:

https://www.democraticunderground.com/112721453

Worse than that, catahoula mad-escape-artist skills are synergistic with the husky-mad-escape artist skills. One basket of mad catahoula escape artist skills plus one basket of mad husky escape escape artist skills equals four baskets total of doggy escape artist skills.

1 + 1 = 4

Our catahoula and husky are best friends and partners in crime. Our backyard fencing and walls look too much like the fencing and walls around human prisons.

My wife always has a soft spot in her heart for the difficult, less adoptable, animal shelter dogs. Pig dogs, huskies, dingos... Maybe I'm a difficult dog too.

The only truly good dog we've ever adopted, the only dog I've ever trusted off leash in any environment other than wilderness, was brought home by one of our kids.

My dog is half aussie, half malamute. He used to leave the dog park over the fence every single time we went there. Most often it was for a squirrel or a chipmunk. Sometimes it was because he recognized the car of a person he liked coming into the parking lot. Or because there were children playing in the snow and it looked like fun.

He didn't like boundaries, he wants to be everywhere. its a little better now that he's older.