Every dog occasionally takes off. Even I, for example, after a female. Then there's panic at home, but it's worth it.
The trouble is when I don’t know my way home. So the saddlers at Slade Czech manufactured a dog ID tag for me. It's made of copper with hand-wrought edges, an engraved Staffie symbol and my name and address.
And wait for it: when I wander off, I pretend that I can't speak. I only whine and make doggie eyes. The last time I even fooled a taxi driver. At first he was reluctant but then he gave in. He read the ID tag and I got home free of charge!
Let's run off together! Ken