



My son and my dog both decided that it was okay to take off running out the door the second I turned my back. I mean, literally like me turning around in a circle. I saw the horror of my son opening the door and the dog taking off like a shot out of a pistol. My husband had to grab him and I went after my son who shot to the right as the dog went left.
My son didn’t get punished for running, though. Why? Because he realized the repercussions of his actions: we could never see Coby again. He cried and freaked out and watched at the window waiting for his father to hopefully return with Coby. Thankfully, Coby is a poo sniffer *ew* or my husband may never have caught up with him.






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My dog who has passed away since, shot out once and we were all over the neighborhood looking for her thank god she was fat and laid down since she was tired