This evening when I got back from shopping I was surprised to find a dog in the house. Marty, the dog we took care of last week had again been frightened by firecrackers and bolted from his home.
This time, however, he made a bee-line to our house. Michele saw him as he came up the walkway. He was very happy to see me. Since we now know where he lives, I put him in the truck and drove him home.
I am kind of amazed that he figured out how to get back here. We had gone for walks around the neighborhood, but never walked that far afield. I guess that he was paying attention when was driven home on Saturday.