Harriet Houdini

I have problems with harnesses. I tore up my red one, and I don't like the black one. Mom doesn't like it too much either or the way it connects to the seat belt in the car because I just get ALL tangled up in it and can get out of it. Dad and she had to take the car to the Toyota doctor a while back because I got the back seatbelt stuck. Somehow, I alway find a way to get out of the harnesses too. I hate wearing them. I like to be naked.

So, Mom went to Petsmart last week and bought this tether thing that she doesn't loop the seatbelt through but latches on to the child-safety bars under the seat. She also got me an "Easy Walker" harness to wear on walks and attach the tether to in the car. She says it's for my own good, but I think it's because she wants the front seat of the car all to herself.

The tether works great, but because the part of my chest that's above my front legs is so much smaller than the bottom of my chest, the harness was loose in the front. Well, you know what that means. I backed my head out of the harness and rode with it just attached to my should to my grandparent's house in Greenwood.

Before Mom and Dad got me ready to go back home Saturday night, they put that harness back on me. Then Daddy went potty while Mom did something on the computer for Grandma and Grandpa. While she was busy, I went to work. In less than five minutes that stupid harness was on the floor and not on me. Grandma and Grandpa laughed, and Mom called me, "Harriet Houdini," allbeit in a frustrated tone. Mom said she's taking the harness back to Petsmart cuz it cost thirty dollars and is going to get one that just attaches to my belly and lower chest if she can find it.

I hope she can't find that harness because I won't be able to get out that, probably, and I like my freedom. I've even gotten used to only wearing my collar when I'm going for walks and / or going anywhere. Honestly, naked is the way to go.