tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3805921737626538861.post689105965736294516..comments2023-11-02T04:52:42.647-07:00Comments on Ramblings of the surprise dyke: FEARThe Surprise Dykehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04433897324828977200noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3805921737626538861.post-36747768712308401452010-10-21T21:21:47.938-07:002010-10-21T21:21:47.938-07:00I totally get what you mean! My boy used to bolt o...I totally get what you mean! My boy used to bolt out the door as a puppy. It scared the heck out of me. I was afraid he'd get lost, hit by a car, afraid we wouldn't notice he snuck out when we went to work. Once he did get out and was picked up by animal control. I nearly cried when I went to pick him up. <br /><br />Thank goodness when I open the door and say Bye! he sits down and gives me puppy dog eyes. It's less heart breaking then seeing him bolt out the door!Erinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12143418076653545948noreply@blogger.com