You slide through the hole in the fence and barely manage to make it out. Only while doing so, the collar got stuck in the fence in such a way that it actually came off.
I'm free! You bark and quickly head down the alley, around Mr. Smith's house and back to yours.
Meanwhile Mr. Smith came home from the grocery store, along with his teenage grandson Mark who was to stay with him for a week or so durring summer vacation.
Mr. Smith had just heard the loud ruckus of dogs barking in the back and quickly ran to see what was wrong while Mark carried in the groceries.
Mr. Smith turned on the lights and ran out into the dog runs accompanied by Butler his prized Great Dane.
Butler sniffed out the area and led Mr.Smith to the hole in the fence where a curious looking collar lay.