May 15, 2018

Dear Terry, it's me Leroy. I'm in BIG trouble. And I'm back in The Slammer. Behind bars. I'll never see Dad again. I slipped my collar this morning instead of going in the house and I ran away from Mom. And I ran and ran and ran. Mom says I ran 4 or 5 houses away. Mom's really fast she ran too! She caught up to me at the neighbor's garage. I was running in circles all around it. Then I saw Mom patiently standing nearby waiting for me. I walked over and sat on her foot. She quietly put my collar back on and we went home. She was so upset with me she couldn't even breathe. Fred said that's because you made her run all over the neighborhood to save your sorry puppy butt. He checked Mom over real good and ignored me. Dad wouldn't look at me or even pet me. I sat in the middle of the floor. I didn't know how to fix all the unhappiness. Mom saw me, and said come here Leroy. She sat with me and talked real softly until everyone relaxed. We all took a ride in jeep. Fred got to ride shot gun with Mom. I fell asleep in Dad's arms in his lap in the back. But when we stopped, Mom took me in a big building. Ohhh nooo The Slammer!! They hate me now. Wait, I heard a familiar voice! Oh FRED! MY PAL FRED! He said don't worry little Leroy, it's vacation not The Slammer. He said Mom and Dad went to the City overnight to see a Game. Fred said, look Leroy, Mom packed your blanket for you. Oh she did!! I just want to see Dad again. I don't know when tomorrow is but it seems like forever. Fred said Little Leroy, close your eyes and sleep. Everything will be ok. I hope so.

Sad sad Leroy Brown.