Tug is a nudist and doesn't wear his tags/collar inside the house. Friday afternoon, for some unfathomable reason which she can't even remember, Mama opened the front door and left it open long enough for Tug to walk out onto the catwalk and down the stairs- no collar, to tags, no leash...Now, Mama's trying not to panic and startle him by yelling at him so she starts calling to him to come back up and get a "treat." Usually, it works but this was the great outdoors and poor condo-inhabiting creature he is Tug just loves to be outside. Tug walked down thee sidewalk and Mama just kept calling to him- actually trying to close the front door without locking herself out- and he stops and looks at her like "come on- what are you waiting for" and walks out to the grass by the street. He relieves his bladder and, by the time he's done, Mama is able to get down the stairs and to the street to pick him up and carry him back upstairs and inside.
I don't know why I'm conflicted that he's such an idiot he didn't realize he was free since it means our little boy is back inside safely...LOL
No comments:
Post a Comment