“Her apparent gentleness should not deceive you: Freya was a fierce warrior, the most powerful of the valkyries or war goddesses. According to legends, half of the enemy troops of the Aesir perished by her hand. The Goddess Freya represents in Scandinavian and Viking civilization a respectable lady full of pride.“

She's definitely a Warrior Woman, now.

Her canine sister, Sadie, is also an escape artist, LEAPING over fences in a single bound. She's the one more likely to get tagged.

When I'd turn the corner onto my street, I'd watch her race across front yards to ours, jump the fence and then stand there wagging and wriggling like she was saying "Wow Mom, I'm so glad you're home. I've been stuck here all day behind this fence."

Houdini was a good name for her.

She could sail over the fence as if it were not even there. My friend frequently had to go looking for her. One day my friend was at work, and I was at our local branch library. Even though I was in the middle of something, I suddenly got a very strong urge to just stop, and leave. As I did, I saw my friend's dog sitting there, staring at the door. She jumped up when she saw me, tail wagging, as if she had been waiting for me. Now, neither my friend nor I had never taken her to the library, much less to the back entrance, yet there she was. I walked her the three blocks back to her house and took her inside, as I had keys. My friend and I were both impressed with her very smart girl.