Stupid Stupid Stupid

Me. While trying to plane the front door so I could shut it, Duke took the opportunity of the open door to run. Naturally he thinks we are playing and wants to tease. Once again it was dark and I was running in flip flops trying to find a black dog. He traveled farther than he has before to the south and west in hitherto unexplored territory ignoring my calls which, no doubt, annoyed the people in the houses. FINALLY a wonderful young woman got him after 3 other failed attempts. He nearly got hit by a car. It was driven by a family with 2 dogs in the back so they slowed down for him. Of course I can yell NO and slap his hind quarters but he has no idea what he has done, why he is trouble or why I am soaked with sweat. I caught up with him at 13th and Harvard but he took in a couple extra blocks adding to our journey.