When we lived far, far into the country we had two *book end* yellow Labs, who had learned to scale a 5’ fence in the back yard. Once they were up ‘n over...they’d wander shoulder to shoulder several miles down to the village. When our UPS found them, he’d lure them into the truck with biscuits he kept on his dashboard...and deliver them safely home...ringing the doorbell with a report of where he found them *this time*.
This driver was an angel. Brown rules.