I always get the free spirits, I guess!
When Muffin was just months old (I don't remember now how many) I used to let her go with me outside her fenced yard to do things, but one day she decided it would be fun to take mommy on a wild goose chase! We were running figure 8's all over this development!
I musta looked like a complete idiot, but I didn't care just as long as I got her back safely! Needless to say, that was the last of her freedom.
There were a couple of times Kacee slipped out with me and we had a couple of very short escapades.
Now, Kacee understands "stay".
