Almost tragic

Saturday while we were out in the yard, hanging a flag, planting a tree, and planting bushes Allie ran away. She has not done this in at least 2 years. We were standing in the front yard and the next thing you know she is on a bee line running HARD. I thought she was just going to do this big loop that she normally makes, but not this time. Allie? Allie? ALLIE? GONE.

All we can figure is she saw something and bolted for "it". After calling for her for 10 minutes Katie decided she would go drive around and look for her. After 15 minutes of looking... nothing. Finally, after another 20 minutes of looking Katie found her at an apartment complex at the end of our neighborhood.
It's interesting that the thing that made us sad, was not losing Allie (at least for me), but rather Davis' relationship with Allie. He loves Allie, he beats her, he grabs her, and she just sits there. I can't imagine having to try to start over with a new dog. Obviously this will have to happen at some point, but preferably not 5 weeks before Annie comes into the world!


Davis was also a big help in the yard. Mainly he walked around with his little shovel screaming. Love that hat.