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Within the hour after my last post, we found Trixie - thanks to Sassy - and a very nice family who didn’t run Trixie over in the street.

Sassy and Trixie with the ‘Found Dog’ sign and the ‘Lost Dog’ fliers we were about K1 was about post
If you’ve ever been to my house, or met my ‘middle’ dog, Sassy, you know how skittish she is - we call her “skeptical” because she’s not easily convinced the world, in general, is a safe place to be. She keeps a watchful eye (but a good distance) on everything. Sassy is excessively observant and always knows where everyone is, how everyone feels, and who’s doing what…
… including where Trixie has R-U-N-N-O-F-T* to.

Oh, Trixie, where did you go? *cry*
This is so totally NOT how I wanted to spend my afternoon - making ‘lost dog’ fliers and walking/running/driving around and around my neighborhood yelling for her.
It’s my fault - I know she’s a runner. I opened the back porch to let the dogs out to go potty, and before I could leash her, she was off. She ran so fast I didn’t even see which way she went.
I hate myself.

08/09/24 @ 1745 EST UPDATE!!!!!!
And I’m counting this for Wordless Wednesday, too…
