Chester, no

So I was lounging around this afternoon, when about an hour and a half ago I saw a Chikorita on the PokeGo radar. Naturally, I got right up to head out and catch it: Shoes, hat, jacket because it got chilly again. I was at the door to leave and told my dad, "I'll be back in a few, I'm just going to the end of the block and back." (This being effectively where the closest Pokestop is.)

Chester, of course, saw all of the signs that I was about to leave, and then heard me say a word that more-or-less rhymes with "walk", so that was the end of that plan.

( A good three paragraphs of story under here, with mention of past animal imperilment (with a happy ending) )

And that's how what I thought was going to be a fifteen minute outing turned into an hour long walk. Thanks, Chester.