Duchess ran away yesterday afternoon. She LOVES to get out and go explore the neighborhood. We have gotten her to quit digging, but she can't resist an open gate! I won't lie and say it's like one of the kids is gone, but it's definitely like a member of the family. I have felt bad all weekend -- and have missed a waggy tail to greet me and be happy no matter how grouchy I am.
Well, I began this entry as a lament. In the middle of my writing the phone rang. Some nice lady out walking found Duchess. She has evidently been wandering the neighborhood. She's a hunter, not a homer, you know! Maybe we should teach her to hunt for our house! She's happy to be home, but seems pretty ticked that we didn't find her earlier.
