Well what's a dog to do with all that woods? Sit at home? At least he knew how to get home. Must be the wonderful soup smells.

My dog knows Ben. He says that Ben's mom just doesn't accept dogs as they are and wants to compress them into some trivial human mould without delicious smells, perfumes, tastes and chewy things. Ben is just striving to be his core Self.

Furry children are such a challenge. I'd suggest a pocket watch, but I don't suppose he has either pockets or the ability to tell time. I guess you will just have to hope his tummy wins out where scolding fails. Poor Ben...... he really does look contrite.

Where is he going, do you think? We lived in "farm country" in Belgium and the dog would jump out the window (no screens), go find cow you=know=what, roll in it, and then come home .... had no idea that dogs love that kind of stuff :) So hopefully you don't have any cows nearby .....