I carried on running with my companion. The solution was at the corner. They have a labrador, and it's a barker. It totally flips out with massive barking whenever I go past. My companion will surely keep distance from that. No, they are friends. Instead of the usual barking festival, they sniffed noses, and the labrador joined the party. Sill a couple km out of town, the three of us carried on. They had a great time, running ahead, searching through the corn fields, but always coming back to stay with me. How nice.
When we made it to the outskirts of town, I called to them to stay close as we continued the few blocks to my house. I let them into the backyard, and fetched a giant bowl of water for them. They slurped that in seconds, and I refilled.
I got out my bike, and walked them back to the edge of town, then slowly rode along the dirt road with them following. At any time I could take off and leave them. Before we made it back to their respective farms, however, they found another friend. A family was in the yard, and recognized the dogs. I explained the situation, and they took over, to get them both home safe.
|Our poodle says hi to the farm dog|
|Why are they in my backyard?|