Oh, I forgot another time we were getting ready to go to the dog park and somehow he got away from me. He ran the other way - not towards Main Street but I still got in the car to go after him. Some lady was walking him back towards me (he had his leash on even when he got away). I jammed the brakes on, hopped out of the car and said that's my dog. She looked at me and asked me where I lived since she had looked at the tags. We live in a 2 street subdivision out away from the city. I just looked at her like what other idiot would be racing around in the car with the windows down yelling Taggert if it were not their dog!