Memories of a friend...

This post is in remembrance of a dear friend named Bo Jangles, affectionately called Bo Bo by those who loved her. Joy, Megan, and I met her Thursday evening on our way to eat tacos... well, Dairy Queen actually. There she was, crossing the street in front of oncoming traffic, a black Cocker Spaniel mix with a red bandana. Well, I of course jumped out of the car to come to her rescue and it turned out that we had a bond. Many dogs stroll the streets around here, but usually we recognize which yard they came from. But not her... she wasn't from around these parts. So, after directing her back to the sidewalk I turned to go back to the car, but she followed me. Almost got in the car. So, we decided to walk her back to our house (she just followed me the whole way) and put her in our yard while we went for dinner.
When we returned she was still there. She was such a sweet dog! We made Dog Found signs (in Spanish, of course) and posted a few around our neighborhood. We let Bo Bo sleep in the yard of the big house that night because our yard has no cover.
But, alas, Friday morning when the girls were leaving for school, BoBo saw freedom through the gate and bolted out the door and ran for it. I guess she didn't like the confinement.
And that is my story of our pet for a night.

I miss you, Tucker!