And it makes me crazy. He was doing so well, then this morning when I got up and looked out to see him, he wasn’t there.
I went out to get the paper and lookeda around for him, no sign of him at all. But there were three dogs running loose.
I hate these f*cking loose dogs, I really do. Brian told me he heard somebody calling for a dog and I went out and checked. It was a woman up the street and I saw one dog come running up to her and she sounded like she was in tears “where’ve you been, I was so scared…”
But no sign of KittyMeezer all day. This just makes me sick.
Asshole dog owners.