Meet Leo:

He has that innocent look about him, but don't be fooled. Not for one second.

When I got home from work a few nights ago, I noticed Leo was not on the couch, like normal, but I got into doing other things and forgot. About 5:40 I went out back to call him and asked the boys if they had seen him. Boy A proceeds to tell me that they (him, Boy B and the Babysitter) had kind of looked for him, but did not know where he was. The Babysitter did not mention any of this before she left...(she apparently thought he just went under the deck).

Shortly after realizing that Leo must have gotten out of the fenced-in back yard, Boy B starts the tears and moootzing and the, “I waaaant LEEEEOOOO.” I suggested we drive around and look for him. The boys and I got in the van and started combing the neighborhood. We drove over to the office where the Babysitter was (DH's office) and went in to find out when she had last seen him. She figured about 4:30. She and her mother decide to go out looking too.

So, we keep driving around, the boys keep mooootzing and eventually we head back home because friends were coming over for a quick meal, some knitting by us women and a meeting for the men. It ended up that the Babysitter and her mom stopped and asked someone who was out with their dog if they had seen a little black and white shaved shih tzu. YEP! They had him and had called the number on his tag (our old phone number, which is disconnected) and figured they’d call the vet’s office the next day.


Leo was home before we got back there and did he ever sleep hard that night. He was literally passed out on the chair when I went to bed at 10 p.m. And the Babysitter's mom commented that at least her daughter only lost our dog, not our child. Good one.