I was walking Scooter tonight on the golf course. We were going behind the house and away from the street. Scooter kept looking back and then looking at me, but when I looked behind us I didn't see anything. Then I heard Jim's truck and realized that that was what Scooter heard. We were behind the house parallel to the street and I saw the truck go by on the street and pull into the driveway. Our driveway goes around behind the house and since we on the golf course, we only have a 3 1/2 foot fence around the back yard so you can see it from the golf course. Scooter saw the truck and the walk was all over. I walked on past the house to the end of the street and when we got to the end where you can cross over to the street, he was practically dragging me towards home. Scooter loves his dad