I was just making up a lost dog poster. There are few things that will give you that same sick feeling in the pit of your stomach. I inherited my dog from my Grandmother when she passed away. I actually bought my grandmother's house and the dog stayed with it. I often joke that I bought a $200,000 dog and got a free house. I don't know exactly how old she is, but most agree that it's around or over 20 years...140 in dog years. She's completely deaf, can't smell too well and her eyes are as cloudy as a stormy sky. She's had the majority of her teeth pulled and her back is bent like you'd expect from any 140 year old lady. But for all that, she still does her business outside, even when the temperature drops to -30. She sleeps most of the time, so we didn't notice she was gone until going to bed last night. The in-laws are staying over, so more people than normal have been coming and going, nobody really remembers when they saw her last. We searched the house and combed the neighborhood last night, but didn't find her. It's hard because she's deaf and wouldn't hear anyone calling her. It's not too cold outside, the daytime high is just below the freezing mark (zero C) but it's obviously colder at night. Anyway, I was just making the poster here at work and I was going to drive home at lunch, so my wife could put them up....we just got word that she was found and has been taken to the SPCA (dog pound). What a relief.