I just checked my voicemail and I had a message from my aunt who lives 5 houses down from me. She is a huge dog lover and has a Cocker.
Anyway, on my voicemail she says that she was driving past my house on her way to work and a Yorkie ran in front of her car. She slammed on her breaks and didn't hit it. She went up on the curb, too to avoid it. By this time I am crying listening to the voicemail. She thought it was Stewie so she got out to see if it was him. It wasn't (I knew that because I left him securely in the house when I left this morning). So SHE KEPT DRIVING when she realized it wasn't him.
She said that she couldn't stop because if she was late for work one more time she would be fired. I am crying here at my desk at work. I am so pissed at her for not stopping. :'( That could be one of our babies out there. I called my mom and she said not to worry because someone probably found him. My coworker asked me why I was crying and I told her what happened. She said she woudn't have stopped either because "you never know what diseases they have".
UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHhh 
