Our dog went walkabout today. Harriet came home and did not notice the dog slip out. He wasn't noticed missing until about an hour later. What a horrid feeling.
We all went around the village searching and calling for him. Several people said they had seem him on the rec, and then by the post office. We talked to anyone we could see. He completely slipped by us. After about an hour I phoned the police and the dog warden. Then took to the streets again to search. Eventually a friend I had talked to earlier found him outside the village. He is really quite a good dog, quite well trained and she just called him and slipped a leash on him no trouble and brought him down. What a relief. The thoughts that go through your mind are just dreadful. I am glad to report a happy ending.
If he knew what he had done wrong he would be in the dog house. To him he just went for a mooch.