"Come on, Dotty!"

We went for a walk, a short one because it was cold! We brought a card over to our neighbor's house and walked to the end of the cu-de-sac. I asked him to hold the plastic bag and talked the whole time about how he's going to get Dotty's poop. "I get the bag and put it on my hand and I get the poop!" Good thing that wasn't necessary because I'm sure it would have gone wrong! NJ was not happy about going home, he wanted to keep going. He kept saying to me, "I don't want to go home..." even after we were in the house and taking his shoes off. You're already home, silly!