Lately, we've been letting Smokey out without the leash but with supervision. One day when we were doing laundry and Smokey was let out into the hallway, he escaped out the front door of the building without his leash on. Then with a lot of courage we left him out there by himself while we dashed over to the laundry room. And you know what, he didn't go far. That time, he sat contently chewing on grass.
These days... well, let's just say it's good that Smokey doesn't move very fast...
Hey, Smokey. Where are you going?
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