I'm supposed to be blogging about my fat (but shrinking) ass tonight but I can't.
I came home tonight to find that the gate to my back yard was wide open and my puppy was gone. I've been all over the neighborhood looking. I've knocked on doors and yelled myself hoarse. I've put up signs. I've called the police station and the humane society. Tomorrow I'll call and put ads in the papers and contact the local vets. My mom is convinced that he was stolen. I can't even begin to think about that. Who would do such a thing?!?!?!?!
I'm frustrated, scared for my Harley baby and feeling really helpless right now. Please please let the little shit eater come home tonight.