Emergency call from No 2 son. The dogs have found a place where the wind damaged the fence and the 2 young ones got out and were running around the village! The older one - a lab, can't be bothered. That's dangerous for them. This is a crofting village and loose dogs are not appreciated, especially big ones. He's the only one in the house and his car is still in the hospital car park in Stornoway. He was asking if Neil could go and catch the dogs, but Neil is out. So I said I would go and find them in the car. Looked out - no car. Neil must have gone for a walk a long way away and taken the car to get there. A further phone call - someone phoned No 2 son and said he'd caught the St Bernard and saw the newfie heading down the village road. So No 2 son (aka Alistair) had to go out and catch the newfie and walk him down the road on a lead. He phoned to let me know as he was walking home with the dog and sounded absolutely awful, shaky, weak voice and breathless. The 2 dogs will be kept in until Braidie gets home from school when he can take them out for exercise. Even Braidie has a job holding them but I daresay he'll manage it. Actually Banksie (the newfie) walks to heel a lot better than he used to and doesn't pull too much, but the St Bernard was previously owned by a man in a wheelchair and was never out of the house and never taught anything, so she's a bit of a handful. They were hoping that pregnancy might calm her down a bit, but it turned out that she wasn't pregnant after all. All's well that ends well.