Jolie has run away for the upteenth time.
I'm thinking this dog has something wired in her brain to just take off. She slides out of her collar on walks and bolts. Any other time, she's dragging her poor, old self along. You can see the grey in her muzzle and the years in her step. But if she manages to fanagle her way out of her collar? She's gone in a flash.
I worry about her. I look for her for hours. Our name and number is on her collar but where is it? At the end of her leash sitting her in the apartment.
She was a street dog when we adopted her. I guess she prefers us over that.
Hope you come home, punkass!