In the doghouse

Dog2 is grounded.

He has developed an increasing fascination with the world beyond our garden and this morning he ended up many gardens away, shouting at the top of his voice (no doubt at squirrels).
When he eventually returned, utterly unrepentant, I was a quivering wreck, not to mention hoarse. There are some busy roads round here.

He won’t be going beyond the walled in yard in future.