Escape artist

Searched high and low this morning then remembered he got a telling off last night for stuffing raw cookie dough down his throat......thought he’d try running away so he did.

Tried taking off up here when he saw me coming, but couple seconds after this was taken he turned around and asked if I had brought him any cookies. His little backpack was empty. He’d finished the cookies he’d packed before he even made it to the main road!!