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As Mimi and Hunga approached the gate of the property where she was allowed to let him run off his lead, Mimi paused and told the dog, "Hunga, you need to look at me, I have something important to tell you."
The dog looked at her expectantly, and, sure she had his attention, she continued, "You speak human better than any dog I've ever known, so I think you'll understand when I tell you the owner of the property says there's a small place in the fence that got damaged when a tree fell in that storm, and he's afraid you might be able to get out of the fence there.
"You need to mind me and stay away from where the tree fell, and if you can't mind me on this, we can't come back until the fence is fixed in a couple of weeks and that would spoil our playtime, so you stay away from the broken part of the fence!"
Hunga wagged at her and, sure he knew to not run off, Mimi opened the gate and the two of them went in, she to sit and read, he to chase squirrels and birds and smell whatever great smells were around to smell.
A bit later, when she called him, he came very quickly, showing he'd stayed in, which she already knew as she'd read less than usual and watched, but with her near-sightedness she hadn't been able to see everything he was up to on the wetter than usual "puppy playground".
He came to her quite muddy and most pleased with himself, and she said, "Good Hunga, you stayed, and since I didn't say anything about you not making a huge mess in the mud the storm left behind, that's on me!"
Linking up with Denise at Girlie On The Edge Blog, where she hosts Six Sentence Stories, and the cue is Mess.
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