You’ll have to forgive me if I’m not my normal ebullient self. It has nothing to do with the majority of yesterday’s commenters paying more attention to James Reyne’s knackers than the song itself. No, the reason I’m not too bubbly is that, as of right now, Belle has been missing for 24 hours.
Animals going missing from here isn’t such a big deal in itself, the cats do it all the time, and even Bentley has been gone overnight before. What makes this a bit of a worry are the circumstances. Yesterday when I came back from doing some shopping, I let the guys go for a run as usual. Ten minutes later Buddy came home, and fifteen minutes after that Bentley showed up.
About ten minutes after Bentley showed up there was a huge thunderstorm and unbeknownst to me, the gate that I leave open for the guys to get in, was blown shut. So I’m guessing Belle came home and couldn’t get in, so she took off again and got scared by all the thunder, plus the rain would have washed away much of the scent she would have used to find her way back. On top of that, she’s only seven months old with no road sense.
I’ve driven around the area, and at least I didn’t find her on the side of the road, so I guess that’s a good thing. The bad news is that she wears a tag with my phone number and no-one has called, so if she has been picked up by someone, they aren’t pure of heart.
I don’t want you to get all worried about this, I’m worried enough for all of us.
NoMoBelle post #23