NOT ME

Sunday night I was getting ready for bed and put Taz (small house dog) out. It was snowing and he hollered to come back in right away (although he hollers immediately any how). I was going to let Drifter out and told him he probably wouldn’t like it out there because it was snowing. I got out a treat and went to the back porch to let him out. No dog. When I looked he had gone into his crate and was waiting for me to bring his treat to go to bed. He wasn’t going out into the storm – forget it.