I just had the scare of my life! It is now 2:20 am and I let the dogs out to potty at 12:30am for bed. They all came back in except for Apollo. At first I wasn’t too concerned. I couldn’t remember if he went out, everyone rushed the door and piled out. So I went to look for him upstairs… not there. Yelled for him out back… he didn’t come. I gave it a few more minutes thinking maybe he had the runs and was taking his time. Still didn’t come. Searched the house again – not here! Not in the basement or trapped in any room. Couldn’t think of any way he could have gotten out of the house. My son didn’t go out… he was lying on the couch with me after my husband left, so he didn’t let him out. I go outside walk around – go out to the pond – I am in full panic mode by this time! Did he drown? I can’t find him anywhere. I get in my car, drive around scream his name 5 thousand times… still no Apollo.

My son Is out looking too. I call my husband, who is out playing poker absolutely hysterical. I am envisioning him laying dead on the side of the road somewhere. He has on his collar with several tags, he’s microchipped… but what if someone steals him?! Hardly able to see through my tears I head back out to the pond for a second look. As I am half way around, still calling his name I hear a jingle… I make it around the pond and he is sniffing around by the abandoned horse barn!!!! He sees me, but wont come. He thinks he is in trouble. I go running over to him and put my arms around him and just burry my face in his fur. At this point he is very happy to see me. I can’t believe he didn’t come when I called him. The only thing I can think of is that he heard the panic in my voice and thought I was mad at him.

Crisis averted! Thank doG!