I let my dog Harry outside. He ran around in the wet grass. I have a fenced in backyard because Harry will run away if it’s not fenced in. After I finished I went to my front porch to get my shoes on. I saw the landscaper truck outside my house. I thought to myself I hope they didn’t open the gate to my backyard yet.
I raced to my backdoor looked out the window, the gate was open. Then I sprinted back to the front door. I didn’t see Harry outside. I quietly but quickly opened the front door and stepped outside. It was muggy and humid outside from the night before. I saw Harry up the street. I knew I couldn’t chase after him because he would run away. The only way I had learned to get him back into the house was to get him in the car. But obviously I couldn’t drive. I was trembling with fear. I saw him up the street about to pee on a bush. I snuck up behind him, grabbed his waist. I wanted to let him finish going to the bathroom but I wanted to get him in the house. So I got ahold of his harness and let him finish going to the bathroom. After he finished I led him back to my house. “I am not telling mummy about this,” I thought to myself when I got inside with Harry.