Good thing most of the neighbors know us and like us now...

...cuz I think Mojo just went for a little jaunt around the neighborhood.

We keep the back door open pretty much all the time to keep the air circulating around the house (it's pretty stuffy in here). And since DBF just built us those handy-dandy stairs, we make sure to block those off so that the dog can't just wander off. By "block" I mean that we drag a patio chair in front of the opening. :) Who needs a gate?

Ha, well apparently we do.

So I'm sitting up in my office (which faces the back yard) and through my open window I can hear what sounds like Mojo's collar jingling. I look down, and low and behold there he is just trotting around the back yard. Um, ooooops.... we don't have a fence. I give a call, and he comes happily skipping back to the deck...up the stairs...and I watch him actually step over the planter. Ah-ha! So that's how he got past the chair! Bugger!

I go down to adjust the chair situation and realize that he's panting like a mad man. Errrrr.....panting like maybe he'd just had himself some serious activity. Ya, I'm guessing a nice little run around the street and houses and general neighborhood.

Whooooops. :)

Do dogs know what irony is?