George!

Today has been great, but it was uneventful until noon, when Brandon accidentally let George Carlin get out of his pen. As soon as George escaped, from his digs, all of the outside dogs started barking wildly, as George raced around the rescue ranch enjoying his freedom.

Unfortunately, Tony wasn't here, because he had taken off to go fetch our mail. As soon as Mama heard the dogs barking outside she ran to our front door, opened it with her nose and then she went outside and started barking, too. Then Belle, Beau, Roy and I went outside to see what was going on.

Tony's and my dogs were barking at George when he raced past  us, in our front yard and then disappeared, into the woods, because he had decided to run down the steep bluff, to get into the creek, below us.

Brandon was apologizing to me about accidentally letting George get out of his pen and I told him not to worry, because I knew that George would return to the rescue ranch, when he was ready. Then he and I walked down to the barn and grabbed leashes. "Brandon, let's split up. Please go stand and wait, near the entrance gate and I'll go down to Ben Stiller's and LaToya Jackson's pen. That way, we can trap him when he returns." Then I hollered, "George!"

When Tony drove up, in Trigger, I told him what was going on, so he jumped into Kermit and took off to go look for him on the ranch.

Twenty minutes later, we heard Tony and Kermit, our Polaris 4X4, approaching, Then we saw a giant buck, race past Tom Landry's and Grace Kelly's pen, then exiting the rescue ranch near Miranda Lambert's and Blake Shelton's pen.

Several seconds later, Brandon and I were hollering, at the top of our lungs, for George to stop and come to us, but George ignored our requests, because he has selective hearing, when it comes to chasing after a big buck. Then George exited the rescue ranch and disappeared into the woods, in hot pursuit of that buck, but the buck obviously lost him, because we never heard the sound of a bark or a deer in distress—thank goodness.

For three long hours we continued to search for George and after George Carlin had snuck past us and gone down to the creek, to go for a swim, he finally returned, to the rescue ranch, tired, soaked and wet. George has spent the rest of his day resting and probably thinking about his fun, exciting day. And that is about it for tonight.

Y'all have a great evening!