Today my dog, Teddy Bear, ran away in the morning. Lydia, of course, was mad because he got to go somewhere and she didn't. We(my sister and I) were late getting to school since my family became a little search party for him. We went to school without knowing if we would see him dead or alive again. Around first period, my mom called saying she found him. When I came home he was outside with his new logchain leash(the same kind Angel(my Rotty) has). He was covered in mud and burs, but ok. My mom thinks he was over by the old railroad, which is in between the two places we looked. She said he ran up to her in the car like nothing happened. He wasn't very happy when he had to take a bath. Just so glad I have my bear back.