For the second time in the past month or so, the doorbell has called us to our front entrance to discover a neighbor holding Walie. Somehow, when an exterior door has been opened, she manages to squirt outside without being noticed. We can’t really scold her, because both times she sat on the porch of the building next door that houses a busy CPA office, rather than travel a long distance or cross the street. She can’t ring the bell herself, so she does the next best thing.
Two times. Too close for comfort.