My slow-poke Pops vs the great big hill

The other night, Aunt Co came to visit, and she left the gate open. I took the chance to visit the Great Outside for a sniff and pee, and my Humans weren't particularly happy about that. They came outside and asked me to go back inside. 

But I'm a big dog now, and the Beagle from down the road told me that big dogs don't have to listen to everything humans say! So I went around, sniffing and peeing, and then when my Pops tried to herd me back towards our place, I made a mad dash down the hill! It was so funny seeing Pops run after me in his flip-flappy sandals. I was much faster than him, and he couldn't catch me even when I slowed down at the bottom of the hill. And when he got to the bottom of the hill, I ran straight back up and he had to run after me again... but always behind. You're so slow, Pops!

The hill that pwned my Pops

My Momma caught me at the top of the hill though, and both humans were very angry with me. But I don't get it! I'm a big dog! I can look after myself! I don't need you to leash me up when we go into the Great Outside!

Anyway, once inside I had to sit in my playpen for a while until I apologized.That wasn't so cool at all.