Over my shoulder

I just thought transferred a whole great story to her about how I was left on my own ALL AFTERNOON, and about how miserable and lovely I was.  And how I got myself outside through the doggie door and couldn't find my way back in again.  Waste of time - she hit the wrong button and lost the lot.

So there it is - but when they came home we did go for a nice walk, but I could have walked twice as far, no sweat.

And I heard a whisper that she'll be out again tomorrow.

Ah well, it's a sad life for a small black dog, abandoned and neglected.