& he is back.
jes came to me, and then went to the kitchen..I realized what she was trying to say and I checked..opened the old wooden door and there he was…head hanging down in supplication because he knew he was an ass. But he IS back, and I am happy, so the 3 of us split the last 2 oz of my fat free cheese. I made him come and lay in the dog bead in teh livingroom. He is panting up a storm and a bit lame in the front. I will give him some metacam in the morning..Arhtritis is a terrible thing, but for a bog dog it is bad too. But I think that him linking pain to running away is a good thing.
Oh yes, tomorrow I am going to go and replace that underground fence collar, with a new one and then send this defective one off to be replaced! lesson learned!
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