Our stupid (spoken with love) Pomeranian ran off tonight.
First some background information:
Behind our back yard is the water treatment plant for our neighborhood. It is a large open area that is fully fenced. Since our back fence broke down, the dogs think we have gained a whole new area for them to play in. Truthfully, we have been careful to keep them near us.
The water treatment people came tonight during dinner to re-fill their generator with diesel - very important. We don't need raw sewage on top of everything else!
They left the gate open while they are working. Meanwhile, we were clearing off our dinner dishes. Have I mentioned we have been eating all of our meals out of doors lately?
We looked up and no Bevo. We scattered. The house was searched. The neighbors questions. Long walks around the neighborhood began. No Bevo. No orange flash of fur to be seen.
The girls were crying. The parents were annoyed.
Luckily, we gave it one more try. Sammi, being our outgoing girl, was interviewing anyone out of doors if they had seen our dog. She found someone who thought she had. We convened on the intended house. Nope. False lead.
Jason noticed someone putting up signs on the stop sign. He and Sammi were off. In a few minutes Jason came back to us and the neighbors with a big orange puff ball that the kind pet-finder had affectionately named, "Puffy." What a blessing! We are so glad he is found.
On a side note, when I was talking to the neighbor (while Jason and Sammi were tracking down the kind pet-finder) I learned that she works for CenterPoint Energy. If you aren't from Houston, you won't know that they are the most sought after people in the whole city - they provide our power!!! She told me it'll be a while. We are in between two major problems. She had been hoping to have power back by Sunday, but it's not going to happen. It'll be a while. She said she just went out and bought a generator - not a good sign. Sigh.
Oh well. At least Puffy is home!