I'll start (I 'm hard to embarrass!)
Yup, Lost Another Dawg today!
It all started last night when DUMM Me forgot to close the garage door.
No harm, no foul, or so I thought.
Today we didn't *go* anywhere, so I never noticed it was UP ~ till mid-afternoon.
Bipp & Bopp (aka Cinder & Smokey, aka Clipp & Clopp) were ditty-boppin around in
the yard down by the pond. Cinder trotted up the front yard and *bumped* her way
in via the half-latched front door and flopped under the 'puter.
SmokeMutts looked up from the edge of the pond and saw Cinder moving fast,
so he *dashed* up the pond bank to see where she was headed.
He guessed wrong and made a mad dash toward the garage - but never slowed down
for what I *assumed* was the CLOSED garage door! OMG! WHERE'd he GO?? ... GONE!
I went out on the porch and peered over & down to the garages ...
OOPSIE! One door down, one door UP!
About then Smokey wandered out of the garage and looked up at me with a curious
"Where's Cinder?" look ... and ambled out toward the old Dawg House.
Not planning on a Bus Trip today, I thunk maybe I otta CLOSE the garage
before I forgot and left it open two nights in a row. I headed toward the
upstairs *buttons* beside the dining room windows.
Double Check - Where's SmokeMutts?
In the clear - between the Dawg House and the brush pile - headed to the brush pile.
*PUNCH*
<RUMBLE> and down comes the garage door. All is well.
A moment later I noticed the sliding door curtain moving ... a sure sign that
the Little Kid has come in and climbed into his Sauna - between the slider and the curtain -
to bake in the afternoon sun. I wandered by and closed the front door.
Back to the puter ... HEY ~ Where's Cinder?
NUTZ! ... She prolly wandered back out when Smokey "came in"!
Back out on the porch to *HOLLER* for Cinder ... CINDER!!
"WHADDA ya WANT? ~~~ Quit wiffa durn Hollerin!"
The BIG Mutt is standing BEHIND me - inside the Ranch!
How can this be? ... So, where's your lil Brudder?
I got a Blank Stare. ... SMOKEY!!
The silence was deafening.
What the ... he was just over there in his Sauna ...
I gave the BigMutt a reassuring *PAT* onna head ... HEY - your head's HOT!
Hmmmmmmm ... ! + 2 + 3 = We're short one dawg! SMOKEY!!
HOW can this be?
Now, why's HER head so hot??
I looked in the Sauna ... he's NOT in there!
1 + 2 + 3 + 4 = CINDER was in the Sauna ... so, WHERE's the Little Guy??
Did HE slip outside? We searched inside the Ranch - under the BigBed, the puter ... "everywhere".
Back on the Frunt Porch ... SMOKEY!! <silence>
The BigMutt lay down beside me with a very *DEEP SIGH* and a Head Tilt ...
I began 10 solid minutes of *HOLLERIN* for our Now MISSING Dawg!
After a hasty Chat wiff God, I decided we'd put some hard feet on and jump
into the Rescue Bus for a search up & down the road.
We were headed for the cellar steps when I looked at my "Assistant" ...
and remember how she'd *got lost in the GARAGE* a month ago ...
OH, he's not THAT DUMM, is he?
We headed to the dining room *buttons* ...
<PUNCH>
<RUMBLE> and the door started to rise ...
A grey STREAK ***DASHED*** out of the garage and tore grass to sprint
up to the front door and delivered a Two-Pawed **KNOCK** for entry!
Hi, Bub!
Everything OK down in the garage?
Don't you know how to <**BARK**> ??
Memo to Self: Check the Garage, Dummie!
PS: THANKS, God!!
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/s/ Dumm Dad
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