Decidedly Upset
This is me, being depressed. But not nearly a much as I could be. No, that will hopefully not happen. My dog ran away. She has been gone since I left today at 5:30 which makes it five hours right now. But in the dark. She hates the dark, and the lightning, and the thunder. SHE SHOULD BE HOME BY NOW! The gate was blown open, and the neighbor said that they saw her running around today. She has done this before, sort of. She will get out and run around for a while, and if we are not home for the day and she gets out in the morning then she will run around al day. But not like his. She has never been gone after dark. She usually comes home when she is tired, AND when she is called. We looked for hr for hours. Granted it is very dark. I don't know. She is either lost, or has been picked up by someone who took pity on her, or...I'm to much of a pansy to even say it. I am not going to do well if she does not come home or we find her...less than alive lets say. I love that dog. Like I don't know what I would do without her. I mean honestly, I would do ANYTHING for her short of choosing her life over family/friends. Like I would probably jump in front of a speeding car, speeding anything for that matter, to save her. Shit. COME HOME JOE!