feral neighborhood cats. He looks so thoughtful. He's so restrained - thanks to the door. If I had let him loose, he'd have rocket propelled his stubs-for-legs into oblivion, only to end up winded and cat-less. Will he never learn?
Last Saturday my daughter and I let loose. We impulsively drove to the local cineplex for buttered popcorn - only. No movie. The thrill of getting past the ticket kiosks and out the front door without being apprehended by theater security left us breathless.
Reflecting back on it, I don't know which is more pathetic, considering purchasing movie popcorn sans movie "letting loose," or paying eight dollars for it!
So if you were to "let loose" with your pet, or allow your pet to "let loose," what would that look like? (No answer will be considered too pathetic.)