Freebird and Peggy
Jan. 3rd, 2011 09:03 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tinhuvielWhenever Aunt Tudi and I leave in the car, Fitzgerald breaks out of the fenced yard and goes looking for us. The first time he did this, he couldn't get back into the yard and panicked. We came home to an extremely distressed beagle puppy who leapt into the car when Aunt Tudi opened her door and hugged me, crying his eyes out and licking my face so enthusiastically, he knocked my glasses askew. It was a ridiculous sight, straight out of a sitcom. Janice helped me repair the fence where Fitzgerald had gotten out and everything seemed copacetic.
Until this evening.
We had to go out for a little while with Janice. After about an hour of being gone, she got a phone call from Uncle Michael telling her to tell Aunt Tudi and me that Fitzgerald had gotten back out of the yard and was roaming the hill. When we got back home, though, he was in the yard. WTF mate? Janice suggested that perhaps Uncle Michael saw Fitzgerald's brother who lives his life on a chain at the neighbour's. His life sucks, so it would stand to reason that he'd want to break free. I pondered out loud that maybe Fitzgerald found a new way out and was able to get back into the yard before we got home. So we pulled back out of the driveway and waited. Shortly thereafter, here comes Fitzgerald running to the car, his fur shining in the headlights. That little shit. We pulled back down to the house and he followed me into the yard. I then stepped back out of the yard and called him. He squeezed out of a hole he'd broken in the fence the size of his bony little head and ran to me with glee. Janice is gonna come down tomorrow and help me repair the fence again and we'll go from there.
But if Fitzgerald keeps this up, I'll have to find him a new home for his own safety. He's gonna end up getting squished in the road or harmed by someone in the neighbourhood if he continues to roam the hill when we leave. And I know it's because he's looking for us because he exhibits no desire to leave the yard when we're home. What a dilemma.
In brighter news, I found Peggy on Facebook and subsequently found out who plays Peggy in the Discover adverts. For those who haven't seen them, here's a taste.
Peggy is played by one Tudor Petrut, a Romanian-born actor/writer/director who consulted on Francis Ford Coppola's Bram Stoker's Dracula, giving the cast and crew all the relevant information on Romanian history and art, and coaching the actors in speaking Romanian and with a Romanian accent. How cool is that? Who knew that the person responsible for all the wonderful Romanian flavour of one of my favourite movies would be making me literally laugh out loud almost twenty years later? It's a strange world we live in.
Until this evening.
We had to go out for a little while with Janice. After about an hour of being gone, she got a phone call from Uncle Michael telling her to tell Aunt Tudi and me that Fitzgerald had gotten back out of the yard and was roaming the hill. When we got back home, though, he was in the yard. WTF mate? Janice suggested that perhaps Uncle Michael saw Fitzgerald's brother who lives his life on a chain at the neighbour's. His life sucks, so it would stand to reason that he'd want to break free. I pondered out loud that maybe Fitzgerald found a new way out and was able to get back into the yard before we got home. So we pulled back out of the driveway and waited. Shortly thereafter, here comes Fitzgerald running to the car, his fur shining in the headlights. That little shit. We pulled back down to the house and he followed me into the yard. I then stepped back out of the yard and called him. He squeezed out of a hole he'd broken in the fence the size of his bony little head and ran to me with glee. Janice is gonna come down tomorrow and help me repair the fence again and we'll go from there.
But if Fitzgerald keeps this up, I'll have to find him a new home for his own safety. He's gonna end up getting squished in the road or harmed by someone in the neighbourhood if he continues to roam the hill when we leave. And I know it's because he's looking for us because he exhibits no desire to leave the yard when we're home. What a dilemma.
In brighter news, I found Peggy on Facebook and subsequently found out who plays Peggy in the Discover adverts. For those who haven't seen them, here's a taste.
Peggy is played by one Tudor Petrut, a Romanian-born actor/writer/director who consulted on Francis Ford Coppola's Bram Stoker's Dracula, giving the cast and crew all the relevant information on Romanian history and art, and coaching the actors in speaking Romanian and with a Romanian accent. How cool is that? Who knew that the person responsible for all the wonderful Romanian flavour of one of my favourite movies would be making me literally laugh out loud almost twenty years later? It's a strange world we live in.
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Date: 2011-01-04 02:44 am (UTC)I'm just trying to come up with possible solutions, over here. :o)
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Date: 2011-01-04 04:27 am (UTC)I've seen the Discover card commercials with Peggy at least 25 times in the last couple months and I still laugh each time I see one.
Thank you for this!
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Date: 2011-01-04 05:41 am (UTC)i think keeping a dog chained up all the time is very bad. but i think maybe chaining him up when you have to go would be a good precaution.
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Date: 2011-01-04 07:17 pm (UTC)and LOL peggy. i love those ads so much.
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Date: 2011-01-04 10:07 pm (UTC)One dog I had such separation anxiety that she actually chewed the crate and escaped... I found her a nice retired couple that were always at home.
Good luck - animals have so many quirks.