I had a traumatic experience last night. I got out of the backyard, because somebody left the back gate open. Well I decided to go exploring and got a little lost. My family came looking for me and finally found me after walking the whole back alley. I heard them calling my name, and I jumped out from behind a dumpster. I barked and they found me. Everyone was happy.
I was so scared that I am still shaking. It took me a while to calm down. I stayed in my masters arms for quiet a while, until it was time for bed. Man, I thought I was going to have nightmares after that ordeal, but so far nothing. Now I am permanently on the leash when I go out now. I don’t get to roam the yard, because I won’t come when they call.
So I guess I am permanently grounded. Bummer. I guess I better get back to tormenting Sissy. It has been a quiet day today, not much happening. We have been