Hello, friends.
Let me tell you about how our dog, Joey, got hit by a car.
One sunny morning Joey found a very nice place in the back where he could dig a long hole that followed along the fence, and then dip down under it, and gradually squeeze his body under it. In between it and our neighbors’ wooden fence is just enough room, a gap of about six inches, for him to squeeze my thin body through. About 30 feet later he is free.
And that's exactly what he did.
The site Joey chose was particularly clever because there was an evergreen tree in front of it that blocked us from seeing what I was up to. There was also a non-biodegradable plank that I had so smartly had placed there to keep him from access to the fence, which he easily pushed aside, it having become dislodged during the winter snows.
Isn't it amazing how dogs just figure these things out.
But this is just my point of view. You can read more about Joey's life and about his injury and about life after he was hit by the car from his perspective, from the dog's point of view.
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