One day I was guarding the fence at the Obedience school and a new dog was coming so I got ready to open the gate. I opened the gate and Ike came in. He was a bad dog. He kept typing letters complaining about how bad this place is. I thought it wasn’t that bad. Ike escaped and that made it even worse. We chased him forever and ever. Then we chased him to his owner who he saved so we let him off the hook to go home. Everybody was yelling in the background,” I like Ike,” so that’s when we realized he was not that bad. I went back to school and all the other dogs got out.