Crappy Birthday
It’s Colin’s birthday today. In addition his suprise festive doughnut display, Elsie also made a brief appearance to pass along her regards. She ate all of her food left out last night (and I mean all of it — the bowl was licked clean) and watched me set out her fresh food from a safe distance across the street. I also discovered that she has made a little Elsie Hole under a pine tree where she can snuggle down and completely and totally blend into the dirt. She is utterly undetectable.
Just a few minutes ago, eagle-eyed and helpful neighbor Kellie spotted her on the grounds of the monastery. Nope, not in the Evil Monsignor’s yard. The monastery across the street from our house. Curious. Eagle-eyed and helpful neighbor Tom has opened our gates and put out a little food for her in case she decides to turn herself in. I doubt that will happen, but I do find it weird she’s left her stomping grounds for someplace so close to the house. Maybe she was dropping off a gift for Colin?
When your dog is gone on your birthday, not even doughnuts will help. But one can try.
