Bill looked out the kitchen window and saw Wasabi wandering around the yard. What? I went out and she walked right up to me for snuggles. Checked the gate, still locked. Checked all the panels and it looks as though she might have stepped through one after kicking down a bar. Sigh.
Since she was out, and I hadn't worked with her in a while, I decided to spend a few minutes working on trailer loading. It took a few tries, but soon she was loading her front half in the trailer willingly. Bill called from the front porch and told me lunch was ready, so I rubbed her big head and put her in the turn out.
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