dog run gave me freedom

freedom for me came in the form of a dog run promised weeks before it arrived I gave up hope the Thursday it finally came I had been hostage to my house for eleven months because Beau, my baby dog chases cars He follows pretty teenage girls home He runs around delivery trucks as they enter our long driveway Our good dog, Buddy, had never left our yard before Beau came Buddy is super sweet, a gentle giant, but easily led by Beau. They were tormenting the neighbors. Now they are confined to the house. Their dog porch, the dog run, my art studio. Not to mention an enormous play yard. Not really so confining, huh?