The Great Escape: How I Outsmarted My Owners

As a clever dachshund, I've learned to use my wits to get out of sticky situations. Recently, Mike thought it would be a good idea to take me on a walk without a leash in the parking lot. Big mistake. I quickly realized that this was an opportunity too good to pass up and made a break for it.

With my newfound freedom, I managed to slip away from Mike's grasp and make a beeline for the blackberry thicket. My favorite maze is just on the other side of the parking lot, and I couldn't resist the temptation to explore. Mike was hot on my heels, but I knew I could outrun him.

As it turns out, Mike underestimated his own abilities. He may not have been as spry as he used to be with his leg pain, but he still managed to keep up with me for a while. However, once I reached the thicket, I disappeared into the underbrush, leaving Mike to shout 'Chloë, No!' in vain.

After a few days of being on my best behavior, things started to loosen up around here. Mike and I even had a few fetch sessions in designated areas, free from any pesky rabbits. But it wasn't long before I got into trouble again.

This time, it was Heather who stepped in to discipline me. She was quiet as we drove home, but once we arrived, she made her displeasure clear by not speaking to me or making eye contact. I felt like I was trapped in a hostage rescue situation, with no leash or harness to call my own.

Thanks to Heather's clever tactics, she managed to corral me and carry me all the way down to the parking lot. I whimpered a few times, but ultimately, she got her way. And when Mike came back, I was long gone, having left behind only my harness caught on a blackberry spike.

In the end, it seems that Heather is the one who's been training me in the art of escape and evasion. But don't worry, I'm not too proud to admit that I had a blast getting away from Mike and making my own way through the thicket. And who knows? Maybe next time, I'll even bring Beamer along for the ride.

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