When I returned home from work, I could not see him on the deck from the gate. I quickly went in the house and unlocked the back door. Kane wasn't on the deck. I feared he had fallen from the steps and was lying at the bottom. He wasn't there. He wasn't in the yard.
I called Kane by name. Then he came wandering around. I had totally forgotten that he may have been waiting for me from behind the gate. Duh! Good puppy.
We went on our walk around the small block.
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