My dog totally rocks
So I’m walking Maggie tonight for our night potty sessions. Per usual, I drop the leash and let her sit near the middle stairwell while I ran to throw away her little doggie baggie in the designated trash. Usually, she sits very patiently and waits for me to jog back. But after I turned around to come back, she just take off. She’s still just small enough to wiggle through the apartment security gate (and I say security in the loosest sense of the word), so I’m just thinking, “Just great! She’s going to sneak through those bars!”
Nope.
My dog was on a dead sprint back toward our stairwell, up our stairs, and straight to our apartment. Turns out my dog hates the cold just as much as I do. Could I ask for a better dog?