Blackie, the dog who was not the kind of dog to get lost, got lost. My granddaughter is very happy and so is Blackie. The theory is that she was down at the creek and followed it the wrong direrction. She was gone for ten days and wound up eight miles from home. Some kids found her two days ago, took her home and gave her plenty of affection while fattening her up. They were looking for Blackie's owner when they saw a notice on a school bulletin board. One phone call and Blackie was on her way home.

I guess the lesson here is, if your dog gets lost, post a notice at all the schools in the area. A picture helps. Dogs are attracted to kids and kids like dogs, so a school is better than all the telephone poles and grocery stores where notices might be posted.

I just love happy endings! It makes me feel all foofy inside.
Howard