The kids and I went off to the park yesterday. Corwin was playing with Arnold, the neighbor’s poodle puppy.
So of course Arnold followed us as we walked to the park trail. “No problem,” I told myself, “he will turn back when we reach the trail head”. He did not turn back.
He raced behind Corwin who was ahead of us on his bike. “No problem”, I told myself, “I’ll pick him up when we reach the main paved trail and take him back”.
When Corwin and Arnold reached the main trail, Arnold, the poodle puppy, started chasing an interesting pair of joggers that was passing by. For Arnold, anything moving is interesting. Of course this is a park where all dogs are to be on leads, but that is of no concern for Arnold, the poodle puppy.
So we all start following Arnold and the joggers, trying to be more interesting targets. Finally, Corwin got Arnold to start chasing him. After several false starts, Corwin got him herded back. At one point Arnold nearly derailed a roller-blader by darting in front of her. “Neighbor dog”, I explained apologetically.
I’m not sure he actually handed him over to the neighbors. By the time I got back to the house, Corwin had parked himself in front of the game computer. But at least Arnold was back in the subdivision.