A Taste of Freedom!

I'm in Greensburg, mostly having a good time, but I get really mad when the people and dogs get to go outside. One day, the garage door was open a little bit. I helped myself out the door, then into the yard, and then across the way to the neighbor's. Stupid Abby barked and the lady and neighbor corralled me, right when I was going onto his porch. The lady took me inside and forgot that I knew the route to FREEDOM. So I ran right outside again through the garage and was lounging by the bushes when she found me. She said I could get lost and bought me a collar that says my name and phone number. Here I am wearing it, all tired after my adventures. I like the garage and the yard.