Our back gate was left open by a contractor. I took Ian out to go potty, and we spotted the open gate at the same time. Ian looked at me, and took off! (I had just taken a shower, and only had a bathrobe on)! I ran through the house to the garage, and opened it. Ian was there, and I had to tell him to let't get a treat several times to get him to come in. I pretended to eat something to entice him. It worked, that God! I would have gotten arrested for indecent exposure if he hadn't come in. Now, I always hold him, and step outside, just in case. He did get a treat and lots of kisses for saving me from being on the news, and having a heart attack!
__________________  Prince, rest in peace. We miss you and love you so much.  |