Isn't that just the worst feeling in the world? Scooter has escaped twice now and I've been so lucky that he didn't go far at all. His big sis dug under the fence and tiny Scooter wriggled and made it through the opening. The next time was my stupid fault and I left the fence gate unlatched. Horrible, horrible feeling when you realize they are gone. I'm so glad he is ok the little dickens.
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“My little dogs ... heartbeats at my feet.”
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