While my husband was pressure washing the house, he closed the garage doors, thus cutting off the power supply to Annie's collar. Man, did she jumped the Shark. Not sure how to take that...
Anyway, he didn't see in which direction she took off, but she sure wasn't home to greet and play with me this evening as usual. I was home at 5:30 ish and searched for her until well after dark. She's not in her usual haunts and she's not injured on any of the roads nearby. Most likely, some kind folks came hiking near our house and encouraged her to walk with them, Afterall, hiking is more fun with a dog. With the noise of the pressure washer, my husband didn't hear or see the people. So here is a plea to all you kind people: I love my dog and miss her sorely. She's too sweet and craves attention and though you love her company now, know there is someone else sitting on the side of the mountain who loves her forever more than you ever will.
And if'n you keep her, I hope she chews holes in your underwear, too!