I almost lost my best friend today. Maintenance guys came in to my apartment while I was at work and my dog, Spaghetti bolted. I got the call, flew home from work and started searching. I ran around the rain, my glasses fogging up, screaming at the top of my lungs. Some of my more considerate neighbors help look for Spags. I walked the street up and down for an hour, knocking on doors just hoping for any info. I asked the bum at the at the rundown carwash if he had seen him. I start walking back to my apartment completely in shock when I hear my friend holler to me that she had found him. By the railroad tracks. I tell ya, when I saw that little guy, I broke down and cried like a little baby. Thank you Hannah Keller and everyone else who helped bring Ol Spags home.
Posted on: Mon, 08 Sep 2014 18:51:23 +0000
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