So, Douglas and Jovie were on a jaunt, Shannon (my husband) was at his shop and a customer from Michigan rolled in, “You guys have Saint Bernards, right?” Shannon, “Yup, two of them.” Customer, “Well, they probably aren’t yours, but I saw two by the bypass.” Shannon made a call to me and confirmed that they were in fact our Saint Bernards.
I drove around the property and did not see either of the dogs. I walked through the woods and in the back field, no dogs. Finally Jovie came back after about an hour, but no Douglas.
Shannon got home and we took another trip through the woods, he rode the four wheeler everywhere, no Douglas.
It’s time for baseball (5:00...Douglas has been MIA since noon) and Shannon reminded me that we have had dogs explore for hours before and then return. Our Ellie was gone overnight once and she came back the next day (I was a mess).
On our drive to baseball a friend called and asked me if Douglas was missing, he said someone found him and posted his picture to garage sales on Facebook. We immediately got in touch with the lady and she was kind enough to meet me at our house.
Douglas stepped out of the car like it was just a normal day, followed me to his pen, and plopped down in his wading pool.
Perhaps the best part of this story is what RJ (9) and Lily (8) thought had happened to the dogs. RJ was convinced that Jovie had a litter of puppies and Douglas had stayed behind to take care of them. Lily had it in her head that our friend, Michelle, had driven back from Wisconsin, kidnapped Douglas, and taken him home with her.