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.
3 comments:
Oh thank goodness!!!
OH JEAN!! How scary was that?? Did you figure out how he got out of the yard? I wonder where he went?
I'm so happy he came home.
Oh, I am so glad he is back!!
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