Yes, you heard right, I am the true successor to a certain Houdini who was famous for escaping from all kinds of situations! Let me take you back to yesterday so I can explain.
#1 brought me back a new PURPLE Puppia harness from the United States (Extra-Small so as to be Extra-Snug and thus Extra-Difficult for me to get out of. Ha!). She also brought a splendid matching coloured leash with elephants on it. Yesterday, we had our first little bit of sunshine in days (and the last...) so she decided to take me out and put the harness on me. I thought I looked most handsome in it:
We went for nice little walkies in the garden...
Tommy was hanging out too, munching on an apple...
But we had to come back in because a man came to install our new TV and satellite dish. As he was going in and out, #1 thought I might escape so she left my harness on and tied me to the leg of a very heavy table. Ha! Double HA!!!!! Behold the evidence:
The Master HOUBIBI at work!
So I was loose, unbeknownst to #1, and as soon as the man opened the door, I shot out. That time, #1 caught me within 3 minutes, but, Dear Friends, I got out again this morning when #1 and Tommy were going out for their walk. It was raining and the winds were howling but I did not care!
#1 then spent almost an hour running after me instead of throwing Tommy his ball. I eventually sauntered back in when she opened the kitchen door. She was NOT happy. Tee Hee Heeeeee!
#1 here. He is driving me CRAZY! Does anyone have any helpful suggestions, other than locking him up in a room every time I go out?