I scared the heck out of my human today. She thought I was a goner. Doesn't she know I'd never leave?
Let me back up and tell you the story from the beginning.
We came out for our morning walk and went to the back field, where I could have some off-leash time. That was when I saw it. Across the field, a white target, clear as day. She had to know I would chase it. Didn't she? (Canada Geese story anypup??)
Apparently not. But my hunting instincts kicked into overdrive, and off I went after it. Well I got up close until the stupid thing noticed me and took off. It flew towards the football field, so turning on a dime, I started on my path tracking it down. I went over the hill and down into the football field, where my human lost sight of me. That's when she began to panic a little.
But once that dang seagull flew off, I turned right around and came back to her! Whew! What a rush! But I get my leash firmly strapped back on, and we go home.
The seagull may have won today...but he's wanted now. And I like to get what I want!