One time, years ago, when Wen and her three dogs, Casey, Buffy, and Poo lived in Missouri, the phone rang and when she answered it, a lady said, “I live down the street from you and I have your Scottie.” When Wen asked her which of the two Scotties it was, the lady said, “the black one.”
Wen’s heart dropped. Casey had gotten out? How was that possible?
Trying to stay calm, she asked for the lady’s address and then she happened to look down. Casey was sitting at her feet looking up at her! The Scottie on the loose wasn’t Casey after all, so it must have been the one who lived several blocks away.
With huge relief, Wen told the lady on the phone the name of the family who owned the other Scottie and where they lived. By the time she hung up, all three of her dogs were sitting there looking innocently at her.
That had been a really emotional few moments to experience………all for nothing!!!
Casey
