In the doghouse

Guess who isn't going for a nice walk this morning, because he's already been, only it wasn't nice for either of us. Hunter decided to slip out as I was loading up to haul stuff - I put the cover on the load and saw him through the van windows - way down the block. He slowed but didn't freeze when I bellowed, was too scared to let me catch up and too scared to really take off hard running too. He isn't traffic savvy, so this all went on in the middle of the streets as everyone is exiting their driveways for work. He finally stopped loping and went down to just enough of a scurry to stay 10 yards ahead, then let me catch up to him a few blocks over and we had a terse walk home. Let the strangling commence.