Tonight my hubby came in through the front door instead of the garage as he usually does. Ripley went to the door to greet him but kept right on going and bounded out the door!! He kept going without looking back!! We were calling him and, although he wasn't running real fast, he sure wasn't listening to us. My hubby chased him up the street with some doggie treats. Ripley was in his own little world - galloping on ahead and stopping to smell new smells and then galloping on again. I was in bedroom slippers but I ran and got the car and went to catch up with them. Fortunately Ripley stopped at a bush way up the street to relieve himself and I just grabbed him in mid-pee! Boy did he get our adrenalin going! All I could think the whole time is 'this is how he became a stray.' Needless to say we will watch the door very carefully in the future and no one will go in or out without someone having a restraining hand on this little guy. I shudder to think what could have happened. He is black and it was dark out and soon we wouldn't have even been able to see him.
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