Questionably Fabulous

The worst thing happened last night.  

I was hanging out with my humans and their neighbors and a bunch of other friends.  Dinner smelled delicious and cause my mom loves me so much I am happy to report that it tasted amazing as well. 

Anyway, as always I am a complete angel.  I don’t leave the porch or the back yard even though the front and back doors are propped open the entire time.  I only jumped up on the people I knew and left the complete strangers alone until they tried to pet me (and who could resist)?  

Then, all of a sudden, I heard my mom calling me and then my dad calling my name and then my aunt and uncle…  Things got hectic fast…  All the while I’m upstairs on the balcony and had, somehow, locked myself out.  I tried to bark but I talked so much at summer camp last weekend I had almost no voice left.  Then I tried to make noise by running frantically around the balcony and even nocked over a potted plant trying to let them know where I was – all to no avail.  

I think over an hour past before they found me.  It was awful, mostly cause they kept yelling for me and dad put his roller blades on and went scouting around the town for me for about a half hour and mom walked down to the park and to the creek and in the fountain all the while yelling my name and whistling and squeaking my toy…

Luckily after they found me they felt so bad for having doubted me and thinking I’d escaped so I got to spend the whole entire night with them on their bed.  It was the best.