The Great Escape, long in the planning, finally took place on Civic Holiday weekend, when the “prisoner” seized an unexpected opportunity. Labeled a high flight risk when I adopted her, Rowan the Basenji mix bolted through the door when I opened it to shoo a hornet outside. I had just snapped a leash on Diamond, my geriatric Jack Russell, and was about to lead her outside when I noticed the hornet and opened the door without realizing that Rowan was right behind me. Article content

My first thought was to keep sight of the fugitive and the direction in which she had run. There was no time to return Diamond to the house. There was the faint hope that Rowan might return to the terrier who is her bestie, coming close enough for me to secure her. However, by the time I reached the foot of my

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