How cute!  I like dogs.  Only ever had one in my life but he was a little
sweetheart (and my protector without being a guard-dog!).  Tiny little
Sampson fit in the palm of my hand when my (long time now) ex-husband
brought him home.  I said, "That's not a dog!"  This tiny little black mutt
came towards the sound of my voice, this tiny tail about the size of my
little finger wagging like mad.  My heart melted.  Sampson was probably only
about 5 weeks old, barely weaned and I don't think he could see well.  I
gave him some gooshy Alpo dog food and in his haste to eat it his entire
hind-end lifted up off the floor as he pushed his face into the food.  Too
funny!  It's an image I'll never forget.

That, and the image of when I took him to my mom's house (when they still
lived here).  I had him on a long leash out back.  I was watching him
through the sliding doors from the kitchen and there was (puppy) Sampson on
his hind legs, smelling one of Mom's roses.  Awwww!

No cameras are ever around when these moments happen, dammit.

Jill
--Sampson - 1982-1999

They're cuties, for sure.

It could just be me being paranoid, but I can't imagine anything short of
a major emergency that would cause me to leave my pet unattended outside
while I went indoors. Regardless of how well-fastened the leash was, I'd
be worried in case something happened to the dog when I wasn't there.

Including the fear that some slime masquerading as a human would hurt or
steal the dog.

I could be overreacting, but nonetheless, I would only want to have any
pet of mine outdoors when I was there with it.

On a lighter note, did I mention how cute those dogs are? ;o)

Donna, and the kitties who are being leash trained, Captain and Stanley