My beagles have been pretty good about not getting far when they get out - they've gone out maybe twice on their own, and they were so cowed by traffic and submissive to me that they stopped in the yard across the street to wait for me. But our former roommate's husky/lab mix escaped one day. Two friends and I ran after him until he started galloping down a middle lane of a busy street, and a kind stranger pulled over and tackled him for us. It's so worrying when they get out; they just don't understand how scared a dog's owner can be that the big, bad world is going to do bad things to them
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Else they might not try so hard to escape!
