After I got Peanut to bed last night, I was talking to my friend in AZ, making our plans and DH ran out to get something to eat. He came back not even 20 minutes later. When I got off the phone, he asked how long the dog had been outside. I honestly did not have a clue, I didn't even remember putting her out. Apparently when he left, he left the fence open and found her down the street when he came back. I seriously did not even remember letting her outside.
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Re: whoops my bad
Um. My mind just wanders. All.the.time. It is actually quite frustrating at times.
I'm glad your dog didn't get too far!
I often have brief panic attacks while I'm out because I will remember letting the dog out, but I don't remember letting her back in. I've actually driven home before to make sure she was inside...and she was.