So, my husband has a bizarre love of taking the dog with him on errands. He gets to be the "fun one" because whenever he goes anywhere he's all "come on Kona..let's go for a car ride!". And she runs to the door tail wagging like he's her hero.
Well, my husband also has a knack for being less than observant. See Kona is like a shark. You can't turn your back for a second or she seizes the opportunity to make a break.
So today, the big man needed to get a bag of filter stuff. So off we go in the car. When we arrive to Lighthouse, Adam opens up the door and Kona makes her move. She takes off like a banshee and runs through the parking lot like a wild wildebeest.
We both chase after her but quickly realize the only way to get her back is to lure her into the store (note, I'm not sure the employees agreed this was a good plan). So that's what we did. She went to check it out and we were able to wrangle her back into the Rogue.
Moral of the story, Kona's car privileges may need to be revoked. Or Adam needs to realize that Kona is smarter than him and act accordingly.
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