Frazz: "Lost dog". Caulfield: Huh. That amazes me. From the dog's perspective, I mean. Frazz: The dog's? Caulfield: I never saw a dog that seemed too concerned with where he was.
Like…. a sudden dash out a door that shouldn’t have been open…. a lunge that broke her collar, to chase after a cat …a leap over a fence too short to contain her.Schipperkes love to run… but their senses of smell and direction aren’t great.She’d race joyously off into freedom…and after a few minutes, she’d realise she didn’t know how to get home.
I’d go searching for her…and find her running from door to door, on a strange street, apparently looking for me…or just cowering behind a bush or under a tree.And she’d leap on me like she hadn’t seen me in a year.
My dog was frantic when she was lost.
She’d start out by wanting to go elsewhere….
Like…. a sudden dash out a door that shouldn’t have been open…. a lunge that broke her collar, to chase after a cat …a leap over a fence too short to contain her.Schipperkes love to run… but their senses of smell and direction aren’t great.She’d race joyously off into freedom…and after a few minutes, she’d realise she didn’t know how to get home.
I’d go searching for her…and find her running from door to door, on a strange street, apparently looking for me…or just cowering behind a bush or under a tree.And she’d leap on me like she hadn’t seen me in a year.