“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.