It isn't as if he meant to run away...

...but Mommy told Asher that he should "pee" and he did, and he wasn't on a leash and he decided to take off. And he was no where to be found. Mommy went looking all over and was just about to call Grandma to make sure she stayed by the phone in case someone found him and called the number on his collar, when Grandma called Mommy and told her that he had come home. He just walked in the garage as if wasn't such a naughty little boy. And then Grandma saw the tell tale streaks on the side of his body and neck...and then Grandma smelled the aroma coming off of the little guy. So Grandma put Asher on the line to wait for Mommy...and when Mommy came home she used the hose and shampoo to get rid of the mess Asher had rolled in. It took a second mini bath with dish detergent to make him smell sweet again. What a naughty little boy!