Anyway, I wanted them to pay attention--- so, when they were out at the Home Depot, I decided to escape. I pushed out the screen in the livingroom window and made a run for it. Thank God, they bought a ranch---!!! When they got home I was waiting for them in the front yard. Mommy was hysterical. Neighbors complained that I was running into the street. Mommy and Daddy nearly had a nervous breakdown because I had "separation anxiety"- what ever that is ... Mommy was so upset, the vet said I could have some kind of puppy Prozac, but Mommy said she needed it herself.

This went on for a few weeks, they would leave me and I would have to escape to find them. They got smarter however, they no longer left the windows open. So, I started to chew my way out - through the French door jams. After a while, I got used to my new house and they (mommy and daddy) got me a fence. Daddy was so proud, he was telling a neighbor how he got the fence to keep Sussex safe. As he was saying this, I pushed open the latch and ran right past him.

The people from the fence company had to come back to change the latch. They put one on that you need fingers to unlock. Not to be outdone, I figured out how to push myself under it - I'm soooo clever. Daddy was not happy, he kept saying, "We just spent $3000. I don't believe this!!!!!'"

Anyway, these days, I'm ususally pretty good, but every once in a while I need to have some fun with my parents. One Sunday morning they let me out to whiz and I went under the fence on the side yard and hid in the bushes. I heard them calling me - Mommy was getting crazy again. I didn't come out right away, I let them keep looking and calling me. When Daddy spotted me, he was mad. But the good thing is no matter how many gray hairs I have given them, they adore me .