Normally, I can let her outside to go to the bathroom by herself, and trust her to come back. Maybe she won't come back the first time I call her, but within about 15 minutes of letting her out.
Tonight she was gone for 45 minutes, and it's bloody cold outside. I called her several times, then got in my car and drove slowly down the street, turned onto the highway and drove between the roads of my neighborhood, returned home to see if she was waiting at the door, and when she wasn't drove the mile around the block to see if she was visiting one of her doggy friends. I was really worried.
And then I returned to see her waiting patiently at the top of the stairs.
"HEY!" she said, wagging her tail. "Where ya been, mom? I'm cold, let's go inside! WANNA PLAY??"
I am shunning her. Wretched beast.