Today, I stuck my head out the door and called; nothing. I put on my cap and went outside and called; nothing. Then I went to the deck and saw her in the grass. I called; nothing
Finally, I went to the edge of the deck, and she started following me. I heard her cord rustling behind me and realized she'd gone back into the yard.
I went out, grabbed her cord and dragged her to the door. I opened the door, and she ran inside.
That was too much drama for something so simple. Is there a way to train her to come inside?
Blog entries by Tom Gillispie
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