Before Mom left for work this morning, some strangers showed up outside with their noisy trucks. Mom put me in my crate after I went outside to look at them. I know it's my job to look after the house when my parents are gone and I couldn't do a very good job of that from inside my crate. So, what's a dog to do?
Bust Loose!
Escape Artist - just another title to add to my resume.
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