Sutter is trying to keep up with Lindsay Lohan with his shenanigans.
After a lovely evening out with friends, Carl and I got into our car as his cell phone started buzzing. The first words Carl heard were, “This is the Sunnyvale Police.” Carl thought he was being pranked by some friends. Then he heard, “Do you have a dog named Sutter?” Gulp. Uh… ya. Apparently, Sutter busted out of our yard again and was patrolling the streets looking for chocolate when a neighbor spotted him. She put him in her car for safe-keeping and tried calling Carl for two hours. She finally gave up and called the police. Fortunately, the cop thought he’d try calling one more time before booking him and taking him to the pound! Carl told him we’d be home in 10 minutes.
As we drove into our driveway, the cop car pulled up with a happy Sutter sitting in the back seat. I hung my head in shame and hid in the house while Sutter bounded out, tail wagging, without a care in the world. For some reason I don’t think that experience taught Sutter anything… or at least taught him how to be a good doggie. And now the Sunnyvale Police Department knows that our dog does not aspire to be a “canine on duty” but a rebel without a cause.