MAX, the 18 year old Dobie got lost.
I was sick about it and my neighbor's shattered and frightened face scared me, too. I drove all over the neighborhood, calling and peering under bushes, looking for his color and shape in and under and around everything, talking to eveyrone who was out and about..... Searched for a few hours and then passed the neighbor in her car and told her that I would make a flier. Went home, made a flier, no pictures, just huge bold words, minimal with phone number....my sister let me use her Xerox machine... Sign in to see full entry.