My owner mom didn’t run after Arrow. He took off into the woods and sometimes into some wet swampy places.
We played with some nice doggies at the muddy pond. Some were poodles like the 4XBs. Arrow swam and I just got wet.
I growled a little and my mom took us away. Sorry poodles. I was just nervous being one of the smaller ones.
Most of the time I was good.
Later I went to see my pal Avalanche at her house. As we left, Arrow ran out and we had to chase him around the park. He is lucky. He goes up the ally where the cars go, crosses the street, and runs around in the park where there are roads. A car could hit a black dog in the dark. Maybe he is like a cat with 9 lives. (Loranza, is it true that cats only have 7 lives in Mexico?) When we got him home my mom gave him a big growl and he stayed put.
I had lots of fun playing with Avie. My owners used to babysit for Avalanche. They missed her when she went home, so they got me. Dog knows why they got Arrow. As a toy for me I thought, but he doesn’t like being chewed.