Jennifer C.
My Escape Artist
I rescued a dog from Africa and brought him back with me to the states. He was my little escape artist, so I bought a Whistle in case he got out. He had no recall at all, so once he got out, it was very difficult to find him. One morning before the sun was up, he took off out the door and we lost him immediately. I turned on my tracker and could see where he was running back and forth. At first I couldn’t figure it out because my Whistle looked like he was running between yards in the neighborhood, but how could that be, he would have to be going through fences. Turns out there was a space between the houses with no fence! I never would have found him without his Whistle!


