You see, Mom and Dad and me were outside. Mom had that nasty long yellow rope on me. I hate it. It gets all tangleded up in my feet. But Mom insists that I wear it. I don't see other dogs wearing yellow ropes. She says it's on account of I sometimes runs away to play with Little Tyke or to chase the little yellow striped fuzzy thing that lives a few houses away. It is so much fun to race after that thing 'caus it runs so fast. Funny, ha ha, you are such a fraidy cat! I can make you run! And, when I get running like that, with the wind in my ears, if I even hear my mom calling, I just can't stop. Ya know what I mean?
But, anyway back to my story... Mom was helping Dad put some big thing on the back of the truck. She took her eyes off of me for a second. She wasn't watching me no more. Ha! I took advantage of that and snuck away. I slunk towards the pasture. The two big fuzzy guys were there. I belly-crawled under the fence. Mom still hadn't seen me. Ha! This is gonna be fun! I runned after the fuzzy guys. Boy, was that fun. But.... the fuzzy guys turned and started chasing me! Wow! That was scary. My mom said that she wished she had a camera. She said that if I had a tail it would have been tucked between my legs. I runned and runned as fast as I could. The big fuzzy guys runned too. Their feet sounded like thunder. They came really close but I got under the fence in the nick of time. I went right to my Mom and kinda hid behind her. I don't know if I'm gonna do that again.. at least not for a few days!