Larsen escaped from the back yard.
He took off, like he always does, for the neighbor's house. Their house has a little black & white cat (Oreo) and usually a dish of somewhat dodgy-smelling cat food. Both are big attractions.
David, Larsen's dog-walker, went out after him. Larsen was taking his usual path from one cat-friendly house to another (at top spaniel speed) and David said firmly, "Larsen! Come!" and pointed to down to his feet.
According to David, Larsen wheeled about, trotted up, and hupped.
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