We left around 3 ish to check the animal shelter and no luck. All hope had been lost. We skimmed the neighborhood once again. All I could think about was some jerk took my dog.
I started to carry on with my meneal tasks with a heavy heart. With still some hope and a nice day we left the back door open. He literally just sauntered in as if he does this kind of thing every day. I'm not going to lie and say I was strong and stoic and stern with him. I broke down like a big baby.
It's really miraculous that he came back. The lord above can only know where this crazy dog has been. I am just thrilled beyond belief that he's home.
He's totally zonked at my feet right now. Where he should be.
Thanks so much for the thoughts and prayers.Now a few pics of the prodigal son.