The Great Escape

Peer pressure -- it'll get you every time!

Thelma and Louise Revisited
First of all, it wasn't my idea. It was my best friend, Berta, who decided it was time for us to take off and run around in the woods for a half-an-hour or so.

Berta is a 2-year-old black lab just like me who lives nearby. We've met many times on our walks in the woods. She likes to wrestle , growl and loves doggie treats just like me, too. Her persons are very friendly and think I am really cute. Sometimes we walk together - like yesterday when my little person was out with me and we met Berta on our way. We walked for about 40 minutes - sharing a stick, wrestling and sniffing.

Suddenly Berta got the bright idea that it would be fun to take off and run around for a while. I took off after her and we were both gone, gone, gone. My person came home thinking that I ran home. But no, my big person said she hadn't seen me. So then Berta's person and two of my persons went searching for us in the woods. Luckily they didn't have to search long. We were worn out and sitting in someone's backyard waiting for something to happen. As soon as I heard my whistle and my name I came running with a big grin on my face. Berta came running too because she knows that my big person will give her a doggie treat. Berta has a bit of a weight problem and she is always on the look-out for a treat or two.

It was great fun - but something tells me that we probably won't be able to make a break for it a second time.