I’m sure my attempt to leave the house yesterday would have been fit for a sitcom, if it was about a spunky dog and her girl. Sometimes Georgia lulls me into complacency, she watches me leave for 10 days straight and on day 11, springs into action and sneaks through the door before I can get it closed. So she escaped into the garage, where she kept running around the car and away from me. I opened the car door to corral her and she hopped in very nicely, in the hopes of an adventure. All car adventures usually lead to the park. I went to fetch the leash so I could get her out of the car, but she jumped from the back deck area into the back seat. So, then I open the door to the back seat and she jumps back into the back deck of the car. We did this dance about 3 or 4 times. I went away for a few minutes and left all the doors open. This did not convince her to hop out. I came back determined and finally caught her in the back seat and pulled her out of the car. I nearly had to lift 55 lbs of wriggly dog out of the car, that certainly wouldn’t have been good for my back.
The moral of the story: your dog loves you and wants to be with you all the time.