He took of running like a shot yesterday…right after he had gotten his lead stuck in a thorn bush. Somehow he got his head around at the right angle for the thorn bush to be clipped under the lead and his chain to be free so he could run like the wind. It only took him hearing me call him at a sickly sweet level and 2 steps to realize he was free. He ran all the way around the fence, which is where I spotted him last.

He saw me, thought it was fun to be free, and sped off perpendicular to where I was. I couldn’t go find him, so I went to my house and waited at the door. He was gone for the better part of an hour and then came bounding home with muddy paws. I could hear him going through the neighborhood as dogs barked as he passed. He was all too happy to come back to me after his jaunt.

Needless to say he was on lock-down for a while after that. He has been trying to tell me he is sorry since I released him from his crate. I guess he figured out I was mad enough to let him go back to the kennel.