Although I’m usually very good. On Sunday I decided to take an adventure of my own. Every morning, first thing, my dad lets me out the front door and I go up and get the cookie my neighbors leave me at their door step. Then I am supposed to come right back down and come home. But I thought since Mom was still asleep and Dad was on an early morning call I’d just go over to see if my friends at the office wanted to give me a cookie also. Before I got to the office a family picked me up in their car. A real nice family with a little girl. They called the number on my tag and brought me home. My Dad was really mad at me.