Daily Drabble 7: Does Not Work

The inscription reads, “does not work.” 
So I flip it. In a far off room in the house, a bell rings.

Without a thought, I put the leash on the dog and we head out. It’s a cloudy, windy day; lots of smells to investigate. We keep a brisk pace and are soon back home.

Pet the dog, write the note, get the dog to go into his crate and give the dog his treat.

“See you later, pup!” I crouch down and close the door to his crate.

As I stand back up, a bag drops over my face.