After Linda finally came home from her last class, she wanted to take me for an evening walk. I wouldn't look at her and would not let her put my harness on. I'm still kind of peeved she has been gone so much. So instead, she took me in the backyard and let me run around while she sat on the deck steps. That was fun, but it got kind of dark and all the sounds kept scaring me. At one point I got super afraid and ran as fast as a bunny up the steps to run in the house. Only problem, the sliding glass door was shut and I ran full force into the glass and bonked my head. Linda ran to me to make sure I was not hurt. When she saw I was OK, she laughed and called me blond. What does that have to do with running into a sliding glass door?
