8.30

First major incident!
So she's had her breakfast and had a snooze, off out into the garden. As it's still raining we go out the front. She's usually quite good - straight onto the grass and does her business. The same today, but then she decides she wants to explore. We have a small pond in the corner of the front garden. Well she's never really noticed it before. She did today. I just managed to catch hold of her before she went plodging (well, it's quite deep so it wouldn't have been quite plodging, more drowning!). As I got myself unentangled from the bushes surrounding the pond I saw a fluffy white bum crawling under the gate. So, it's 8.30 on a Monday morning and we live on the main road through the village. My heart stopped. I ran straight through the gate, saw her ON THE ROAD, forgot to look right to see if there was anything coming, ran after her and grabbed her. Fortunately for me and Ellie the driver of the car that had been coming was alert and had slowed down. Well that's it. No more front garden for her! And she's getting training on the lead too.
Her response to the drama? Once back inside she legged it upstairs and did a poo on the carpet. And it smelt. Bad.