My dear friend p00h's puppy ran away last night. He took off after a squirrel on a potty break. Today after work, I drove all around her neighborhood searching for Potato. That's his name.

Someone did call her and said that they had seen him but could not catch him. I took my little pup Podunk with, thinking that if we saw Potato he would see Podunk and come running.

I am very worried that she will not get him back. Being a small cute dog someone may have taken him as their own. The pound told her the same thing.

I hope someone calls tommorro. He has his little tag. I hope this for p00h and for my little Podunk. She and Potato are best friends.

Last year we took the two of them on an overnight fishing trip to the boat house. Just us gals and our silly little dogs.

We had a blast. Both the pups fell in the river several times- always at the same time. Like- if your fallin - I'm fallin...or just because they are both so silly.

p00h caught a HUGE bass that we took a photo of before she released. It was 2 whole inches long. It's a humerous photo.

That was the same night that I became intoxicated and mistook a turtle for an Iraqi soldier. I threw Combo Pretzel snacks at him. But I missed.

Anyhoo...I hope Potato is somewhere warm tonight.