I staged a jailbreak yesterday. Dan was taking me on one of my many afternoon walks and he didn't close the back door. When he turned around to close it I thought he was going to take me back in and I refused. I stopped really fast, ducked underneath the leash, and it came right off. I had the sweet taste of freedom!
I shook my head really hard to try to work out the kinks in my neck and I took off across the backyard. He immediately started yelling "Molly!" and he yelled it three times. When he yelled it that third time I knew I might be in trouble so I stopped and let him put the leash back on.
Pop artist Andy Warhol believed that everyone would have 15 minutes of fame. Being a dog, I had 15 seconds of untethered freedom and it was great!
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