Last night my daughter came in screaming about two dogs in the back yard and her older friend following along in nearly the same hysterics. I head outside to find two pitbulls in the canal behind our house floundering to get out and my being torn between letting them follow natures course ( I hate pits so sorry to those who love them but their rep preceeds them ) and getting them out. One got out onto a sea wall but I thought was trapped as the section of the wall was engulfed in a thick briar patch and the other kept going under the short pier I was standing on. A neighbor came over and three of us got the one out but the other poofed then animal control showed up just as it reappeared two doors down in another back yard. The officers looked for the second dog but it went poof again and after 30 minutes they took the one and headed back to the pound.