"Whoa whoa whoa, Miss Lippy. The part of the story I don't like is that the little boy gave up looking for Happy after an hour. He didn't put posters up or anything, he just sat on the porch like a goon and waited. That little boy's gotta think 'You got a pet. You got a responsibility.' If your dog is lost you don't look for an hour then call it quits. You get your ass out there and you find that fucking dog."
knock on a tree, my dogs haven't escaped in over a year. when they have gotten out, they stick together and someone has always seen a black & white dog roaming the street and herded them inside & called me. when holden was a puppy he ran away for an overnight at some strangers' house down the street where they had a chocolate lab. they called the vet & said they found him, and i called the vet & said i lost him, and i got him back. that's the longest he's been missing.
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
deeply missed
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We were putting new flooring down in our entryway, which meant our lab had to spend the night in the garage (with his bed of course). But something happened, and I must have hit the button on the garage door remote before we went to bed, opening the garage door.
The next morning when I went down to let him in and feed him, I walked into the garage and was shocked to see a)the door was open, b) no one had stolen all of my backpacking gear, c) Cole was still in the garage wagging his tail.
I wonder what kind of adventures he got into that night.
This has happened twice.
jason, you are a lucky dog! that is amazing. cole is a good boy! or at least he knows where his food bowl is.
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