Tonight when I opened the door to come in to my apartment he started to poke his nose out as usual them suddenly made a break for it!
He ran right out into the hallway and started sniffing around. Here I am looking like an idiot calling his name telling him to "get in here right now!" while he just ignored me.
By the time I could drop my stuff, prop the door open (it is on a spring and closes automatically) and get the treats to lure him in with he was half way to the elevator.
All the time a million thoughts are running thru my head...what if the neighbor with the German Shepard comes down down the hall! What neighbor can I go to for help! How the heck am I going to catch him and pick him up?
Finally after an eternity the lure of the treats got to him and he came back in.
After I scolded him that's when I realized how much it scared me. Then I sat down and just cried. I don't know which had me the most upset. The fact that something bad could have happened to him. Or the fact that I couldn't run after him. Even if I did mange to catch him I would have a hard time carrying him and walking at the same time.
Now that is is over and can breath again I keep telling my self that I have to be more vigilant and never let this happen again.
He ran right out into the hallway and started sniffing around. Here I am looking like an idiot calling his name telling him to "get in here right now!" while he just ignored me.
By the time I could drop my stuff, prop the door open (it is on a spring and closes automatically) and get the treats to lure him in with he was half way to the elevator.
All the time a million thoughts are running thru my head...what if the neighbor with the German Shepard comes down down the hall! What neighbor can I go to for help! How the heck am I going to catch him and pick him up?
Finally after an eternity the lure of the treats got to him and he came back in.
After I scolded him that's when I realized how much it scared me. Then I sat down and just cried. I don't know which had me the most upset. The fact that something bad could have happened to him. Or the fact that I couldn't run after him. Even if I did mange to catch him I would have a hard time carrying him and walking at the same time.
Now that is is over and can breath again I keep telling my self that I have to be more vigilant and never let this happen again.