Rex made a dash for freedom out the front door and I ran,
fat jiggling, for six blocks chasing him. I went back home
to get the car thinking that I could persuade him to get
inside, but no, There he went with his plume in the air and
a goofy smile on his face.

I finally shooed him into a neighbors yard and caught him
but I was about to lose him when Max came out to see what
his dogs were barking at, jumped the fence and helped me
get him home.

The excitement wore me out but Rex and I are not speaking.
I resisted his attempt to make friends. There are a lot
of drawbacks to having a ll9 lb dog, namely they are
stronger than you are.

I shan't make up with him until bed time.