Almost lost my dog.
Happened just the other day.
As I was crawling under a fence she took the opportunity to run away.
I don’t know why. She didn‘t say.
Worried me something awful, enough to make me pray.
Was she hurt? Was she dead?
Was it something I said?
I hit the button on her electronic leash, hoping she would hear the beep, but if she did there was no response, all was quiet, still no Dot.
I headed uphill for a better look where the trees played out and the grass was short. I called her name to no avail, longing for a sight of her wagging tail.
My worry grew. I had bad thoughts. I hoped...
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