We moved into a woodsy area. The cat is gone.
I am willing to bet he got chomped by a larger animal. This is easier to accept than what usually happens, the car death. Why do I think this? My dog?
She is On The Lookout. She SEES THINGS.
We put up a dog-run in the backyard, and she wants nothing to do with leaving the safety of the porch to go near the treeline.
She sits and watches the woods.
"I know you're out there."
We moved into a woodsy area. The cat is gone.
I am willing to bet he got chomped by a larger animal. This is easier to accept than what usually happens, the car death. Why do I think this? My dog?
She is On The Lookout. She SEES THINGS.
We put up a dog-run in the backyard, and she wants nothing to do with leaving the safety of the porch to go near the treeline.
She sits and watches the woods.
"I know you're out there."