So yesterday I was out and about all day for a photo road trip and visit with some family. Due to the heat, the dogs stayed home, something they don't often do. I almost always have at least one of the dogs in the car with me if not all of them.
My son was home with them, but we were gone for about 12 hours. So on arriving home, we unloaded the car and my son came out to help, after several trips, we settle in to relax - suddenly, we notice Raven my 7 year old male spoo is not in the room with us. This NEVER happens, he follows me everywhere, including to the bathroom. So a search of the house followed, OMG, still no Raven! Check the yard, no Raven.
By this point, I'm pretty much hysterical, and have assumed that somehow he got outside while we were unloading the car. I grab the car keys, Paul grabs his keys, my son Kyle comes out too, we're shouting frantically, neighbors are coming out to help, we running up and down the street, thinking he couldn't/wouldn't have gone far, it's just not in his character to wander. It's dark out, almost 10:00. I jump in the car, floor it out of the driveway with my son in the passenger seat, neighbors are walking the streets. I roll down the window, start yelling his name.
SUDDENLY, I FEEL A HEAD ON MY SHOULDER!!!! HE'S IN THE DAMNED CAR!!! LOL I don't know how he did it, but he must have snuck out while we were unloading the car and climbed into the backseat while the door was open completely unnoticed by the three of us. I can laugh now, but I've never been so frightened. Raven has epilepsy, and I'm very protective of him. He has never in his life, ever run at large, or escaped from the house!Thank God for happy endings,