tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087353370069892842.post8062796896882819035..comments2023-10-03T06:41:32.079-07:00Comments on Harbor Life, Journey of a Dog: The LeashKaturah C. Rogershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13892979266016071403noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4087353370069892842.post-19747977562961765972010-03-21T16:42:54.610-07:002010-03-21T16:42:54.610-07:00i bet if she did, you'd react the way Boscoe u...i bet if she did, you'd react the way Boscoe used to. Boscoe, when he was tiny enough, used to squeeze under the fence and run away .... to the front steps. he never went any farther than that--just sat patiently on the front steps and waited for us to find him.lauriehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18055442432266567561noreply@blogger.com