J called to check in on Bella today at the vet. Last night was a big night for her, and he wanted to see how she did. Here is how the conversation went.
J: "I'm calling to check on Bella and to see how she did last night."
vet: "Oh, our escape artist."
J: "What do you mean by that?"
vet: "She climbed our 8 ft high fence and tried to escape. It would have been nice to know that about her."
J: "We've only had her a few days, we knew she could jump 4 ft, but we were not aware that she can climb a fence."
vet: "She can be picked up today after 4:30."
J: "We were told tomorrow."
vet:" No, today."
J: "Okay, we will be there."
Guess she wanted to go home!