He’s a con man. He looks innocent but he’s not. He has no remorse when he does wrong. He loves to be on the lam.
He’s my dog.
I actually wasn’t sure I was going to get him back today. He doesn’t seem to have a plan when he breaks free more than to run and explore. I don’t think he really wonders how he is going to get back home. I even wonder if he is disappointed to return home. Maybe he’d be happier if his life was one big adventure, going off with each next person he meets.
Some day he may not be my dog.
If he ever was.