Prison Break!

I made Mummy and Daddy sooooooooo angry yesterday. For the second time in the week, I escaped from the house when Mummy opened the gate to go out and instead of just loitering in the corridor as usual, I went all the way down from the 7th floor to the ground floor! Woohooo! It was so fun running away and exploring the estate....without the stupid leash! Mummy doesn't seem to have a fun bone in her body. She was terribly upset and chased after me. Of course I will never let her catch up. Whenever I see her approaching, I would run faster and further away! This really made her panic! Cunning Mummy even pretend to have treats in her hand, and tried to trick me to go to her. C'mon! I know there is no treat cos she wouldn't have the time to run into the house to get any treats for me! Hah! Besides, running away is a much more attractive option than those silly treats. Try harder, Mummy!

I ran around, stopping only occasionally to sniff at the plants. Everyone stared at me and a few silly girls screamed when they saw me appearing behind their back. I even found a party where there were food and people gathering around! Mummy kept calling me and said in a frantic tone "Don't go there Chow Chow. That's a funeral!" As if I know what that means.

I went to so many new places and found a piece of bread and ate it immediately! Yum! All this while, Mummy was following me, pretending to be friendly and strolled along, and then tried a few time to get hold of me. But I'm too fast and too slippery for her! Thank god it was drizzling! Mummy was almost driven to tears when I'm near a small road and some vehicles were coming along, with their bright headlights flashing.

Somehow, Mummy managed to grabbed me. I think I was distracted by something on the ground. She held onto to me so tightly! Then she lifted me up and carried me home. All this while she was muttering that I am so heavy and she panted away like she was chased by a dozen dogs. C'mon, I was the one being chased here! Apparenly, I was so heavy and she was so weak that she had to propped me against the pillar to readjust me in her arms, twice! At one point she put me down, cos she was too tired and I was struggling so much. But of course, she never let go of me even while catching her breath. After one minute of resting, she carried me again and by then I was just too tired as well to squirm like a worm in her arms.

I collasped on to the floor when we entered the lift. Gosh, we were both looking at each other and panting away so much, we would have won a gold in sychronized panting! Mummy screamed for Daddy to help her when the lift door opened. Poor me, I got an extremely stern warning from Daddy. Mummy left the house soon after cos she was already half an hour late for her appointment.

My Prison Break plan has foiled. Mummy and Daddy have decided not to take chances and they said one of them will grab me if the other one needs to open the gate. Now, I need to brainstorm for more brillant ideas on how to outwit my parents!