He Said

Yesterday afternoon when I let Rusty out to go to the bathroom, he decided to go exploring. Normally he does not leave the yard, and the couple of times he has, he didn't make it very far before stopping to play with kids or other dogs and was very easy to find. This time, no such luck. When we went to bring him in, he was gone. We looked around town (several times), waited by the phone since our number is on his tag, reported him missing at the humane society, hung fliers around the neighborhood, and even called the local vet in case someone brings him by injured and for some reason doesn't have his tag on anymore. Hopefully he is still around somewhere, and ok. While I haven't had very many dogs to compare, he was by far the best dog I ever had. Well tempered, fun, trained him to do several cool tricks, loyal (although slightly dumb at times) and if I can make up a word that Kristy would probably use: "cuddle-rific".