Oops. Might have forgotten to mention the Wendy find amidst the celebrating.
The landlord hired a pet detective who came up from Georgia with tracking dogs and gigantic signs.
Our Wendy was spotted on a golf course about 3 miles from here. 8lbs. lighter and with two scrapes on her legs but really? In miraculous shape. She's downstairs now, soaking up the love. After surviving outside during 2 plus snows and without letting any humans near her...it's just plain a miracle.
Hurray for the Wendy miracle!
Wendy would literally smile at you, and thump her tail in appreciation for the good thoughts.
One of the reasons people don't go near her is that she has learned how to *smile*. No kidding. She's seen people pull their lips back and show their teeth...so she does too. It's the cutest thing. 'Cept folks what don't know her think she's menacing. It's really too bad, but a cool trick.
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Oh I see how this is going to go down. You guys are going to spend the whole time burning swiss cheese.
Well, it makes more sense than setting it under a light bulb....
Good luck, Aimée!
You know, having someone else buy all the Swiss cheese in the world actually works for me. Makes room for all the cheese that doesn't taste like ass.
Wrod. Of all the cheeses in the world, swiss is the worst (that I've tasted, anyway).