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Lost Buddy

Great Pyrenees
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Honestly, I don’t have much more to say about this beautiful pup than what I said yesterday, but I felt bad about losing him, and think he deserves two days here. I truly hope he made it home safely.

Great Pyrenees

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I’m not a big fan of anybody knocking at my door after 9 PM, especially when I’m in my bed, just drifting off to sleep.  Still, when the man on the other side of the door responded to my polite “What!?” with “I have your dog,” I woke up quickly.

First, I ran into my bedroom to make sure that, yes, my dogs were restlessly pacing back and forth, trying to figure out what was going on.  Then I got dressed, and worked with the man to explain that the huge dog he was toting around was most definitely not mine, but that I would take the dog off his hands, and attempt to get it rescued the next day.  He was profusely happy, obviously not wanting to deal with a stray dog, or having anywhere to put it.

I mean, honestly, the dog was ginormous.

So, I took this big grinning baby, and introduced him to Maria out in the dog run in our backyard.  We were going to bring him inside, when Maria noticed something.  See that wet spot on his chin?  Well, that was there from a near-constant pouring of drool that slicked itself down the side of his mouth, and onto the floor.

He slept outside.

Unfortunately, I predicted something that night when I said, “You know, I would feel horrible if we wake up, and he’s gone.”  The next morning, he was gone.

So, Great Pyrenees pup, I hope your owners followed a chip to your coordinates and brought you home, or walked through the woods behind our house, where they saw our light shining down on you.  I hope you were rescued by your owners, and are happy at home, because you were an awesome old* dog, and I want you to be happy where you are.

*He walked like a 90-year-old man, had bad hips, and gas. He was an old but friendly pooch.

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