He got it into his head to take off around the neighborhood for a jaunt. Neither my husband or I ran after him. He came back even faster than last time he left…20 minutes. He wasn’t even dirty this time. He DID go to the wrong door, so the neighbor came outside to the dog sitting on his porch. I prayed that he wouldn’t get into any fights or kill any cats. He got hold of the neighbors cat the other day *thanks to my wonderful son letting the dog out to get the cat* but the cat was only scared. Coby just held him down, and dropped him when I told him to…what more can you ask for?