You would think it would be hard to loose an active, lively, white puppy. Sometimes it seems Emme is all over the place and easy to see. She usually is right next to either Ken or me at all times.
Occasionally, however, Emme decides that she is going out on her own to explore. She often chooses to do this in the evening and usually the destination is the second floor. One of us realizes that Emme is not in the immediate vicinity. We call. She doesn't respond. She never does. We search and often find her upstairs alone exploring our bedroom or my sewing room. She doesn't seem to get into any trouble. She just seems to get wanderlust and needs an adventure.
Yesterday at breakfast, we didn't see Emme. We called. We looked all the first and the second floor. Then we realized that she was tucked under the cabinet in the dining room. Right next to us. Of course. After she stuck her head out and we located her, all was well. Where's Emme? Right next to us, as always.
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