Okay, this dog is going to be the freezing death of me! A couple of nights ago I let her out to go pee for the last time. Mind you, it was 12:25 am. The neighborhood was stone quiet and it was absolutely freezing and snowing lightly outside. And, silly me, I went out in socks and no jacket because I think this is going to be a quick event. Wrong. Some stupid cat poked its head around the corner on the opposite end of the yard and Abby took off through the snow like a bolt of lightening. She chased it up the street I think because she didn't come back for about 2 minutes. I thought if I yelled, everyone in the neighborhood would wake up thinking something was dreadfully wrong with the little girl by the same name that lives across the street. At least this Abby found her way back home because I wasn't about to chase after her in the snow. I just had to tell someone. The end.
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Aunt Nancy! That was so funny! I could picture the whole thing! At least she came back. Amie used to have a dog named Toby. That thing would chase anything that moved! It seemed like Amie was always chasing down that dog, "toby! come back!"
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