On Jan 14, 2008 5:41 PM, Judy Ryder <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote: > Well, she didn't really *run* away... she sauntered. > I'm glad all turned out well.
Must be something in the air. Falki 'ran away' a few weeks ago. We have a gate made of the electric tape on the other side of the paddock, just past the compost pile. Outside the gate we have a small rubbermaid shed, a 700 gallon water holding tank and behind that is a wooded area that goes straight downhill to the creek, if you go to the right it goes down to the 50 foot rock wall that drops straight down to the creek. I have taken down this gate a million times without Gloi barely giving it a second thought. I was taking down the gate and hear Michael yelling watch out, I turn around and here goes Falki trotting right past me. I call after him and then here goes Gloi right after him. I called Gloi then clicked which of course is the magic word for treat and he comes back. Falki comes back but instead of coming to the paddock, which by the way they were not confined to, he goes down the hill to the right towards the rock wall. I'm calling him and Michael's got another fence down closer to the right side Falki comes back but stands at the fence not wanting to come back. I finally got him to come back into the paddock. -- Anna Southern Ohio
