Audrey’s front door opened and I ducked behind the dumpster. “Let’s go, Max. Time to go potty.” I peeked around the edge. Max tore out the front door, and for a second, I thought he was heading straight for me. But he circled around a tree in the front yard, moving back and forth like he needed to find the perfect angle, before peeing on the trunk. “Good boy. Let’s go, back inside.” He stopped, lifting his nose in the air to sniff. “I know, lots of smells out here. Inside, Max.”
