That Darn Dog!

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Well, my dog *finally* came back home. But oooh, if she could talk, I'd scold her to the high heavens! Making us worry for her safety like that for three days and we should too, because she came back really dirty and there were black patches all over her fur! What has she been doing--making drain tunnel trips?? Would explain why we couldn't find her, though. She's terribly skinny, and we fed her some food but even that she didn't seem to want to finish so I reckon she must've found some grub from trash cans. 

Either way, I am really glad that she managed to find her way home. She really isn't that great of a street wise dog and I was really, very worried that she'll end up as roadkill. You ask, why don't we chain her up or make her wear a collar or even those torso thingies? My dog is freakin' smart. I don't know how she does it, but no matter how tight or fastened we make her wear option A, B or C, she always manages to squeeze out from it. What the heck! So in the end, we just gave up. Sigh!

Yep. I'm real happy that she'll get to spend rest of her life with us here at home and never, ever as an accident or of cruel fate.