I'll be looking for him in all his favourite spots, calling him in for brekky this time, and starting to even get a bit cross imagining him waiting for me to play the hose game at the backyard tap.
Finally, when I've exhausted all other possibilities, I think of checking the pantry........not there this time...........the bathroon?...........not there either........and as I'm walking to the front door, wondering if Ive seen him since we've come in, it dawns on me that he's been locked out the whole time!
It wasn't very long this time, only about 10 minutes. One time when he was trapped in the small bathroom, it took me about an hour to realise he was missing, and even then it was only because he did the littlest bark to let me know he was in there. that was also how I discovered him in the pantry the time before.
Maybe next time I'll know better!?!
pics of boys and me at the park kindly and patiently taken by Tracey
old jimmy's still full of beans!!!
and cairo still loves rolling around on the wet grass, worms and/or bird poop.......lovely!
Those boys are in Doggy Heaven, Ingrid, and you're their angel:)
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