Today Bob walked in the back yard and started calling " Dakota". I listened for a few minutes and then stepped out on the deck. I said "Bob, what are you doing?"
Bob-"I'm looking for Dakota". ( Dakota was one of our wolfdogs)
Me- "He passed away a few years ago Hon."
Bob- "He did, Where was I?"
Me- "You were right here"
Bob walked over and pushed the gate open.
Me- " Whatcha doin?"
Bob- " Leaving this open-- he might come back"