Roger slipped his lead this afternoon and in a fit of excitement got himself lost on the Dyserth walkway for over two hours! .
I was frantic as his dim nature belies any common sense homing instinct and was filled with that hollow dread any parent feels when their child slips a hand and gets lost in the crowd.
I walked up and down the old railway line until dusk with Mary tiredly in tow, until a young couple told me that he was sat in the car park with their mother after climbing into their car in the faint hope he was going home.
He whimpered when he saw us, wrapping his paws around my forearm until I got him home and there he sat on my knee as I rocked him like a baby .
I found myself tearfully half-singing a song to him as he fell fast asleep, his muddy paws twitching gently in tired stress
You are my sunshine, my only sunshine
You make me happy when skys are Grey,
You’ll never know dear,
How much I love you,
please don’t take my sunshine away ……