Do you think dogs ever get tired of being with their families? If one day they wake up and think to themselves “I’m tired of these digs. I’m outta here”? I’m seriously beginning to think they do. Or at least that mine does. Sami has gone from meek and timid, completely scared of her shadow, to opening the door by herself, racing down the front stoop steps. Nowadays a cat lurking in the front yard is more than enough to lure her away. In fact, from what I can tell it doesn’t take much more than the simple breeze to lure her out of the house. So we’ve had to resort barricading her inside with a file cabinet and full duffle bag in front of the door. Nice look, huh?