Crisis Averted.

Came upstairs this morning and did my usual "Penny Girl!!" And no puppy came running to me. Her bed was empty. And she didn't come darting out of any room. UM. Where is my puppy!?

I searched everywhere in the house, upstairs, downstairs, in the garage, behind the couches, under the beds. No Penny. I called for her in the backyard and went out there to search around the front and back of the house, up and down our street. No Penny.

So finally I come back in to call my mom and I hear the jingle of the collar on her teeny tiny little neck and she comes running at me. That little poop must have come inside when I went out or something. Who knows what she was out getting into. All I can say is that she better never do that ever again!

Weirdo.

Crisis Averted.

Muff.