The “Morning After the Night Before” edition.

Luna managed to get loose yesterday when I was away taking Albert to the vet.


So, the saga.  Yesterday I got home and found her cable broken and Luna missing.  After driving around in the dark and talking to the neighbors for most of an hour I finally found the neighbors who had her – about a kilometer up the road.

She had come into their yard to visit their dog, and the wife had seen the trailing cable, realized she was not supposed to be out and tied her up.  If only she would have read the number on her tag and given me a call as well – anyway, it was nice of her to catch Luna for us.

So, to follow up a stressfull evening, last night when I put her to bed I made the mistake of latching her cable to her name tag ring and not the ring on her collar.  So, when I got up at 4:45am to use the toilet, once again, there was no dog.

Off I went, again, driving up the road while Imogen went the other direction.  Fortunately, Imogen found her in the neighbor’s yard across the street.

From the smell of her, she not only rolled in something dead, she ate some of it as well.  She’s not feeling too good at the moment.