Last week, we decided to go to the oceanfront at Va Beach and take a long walk on the boardwalk. Bruce and I were heartsick about the dogs and wanted to take our minds off it all. We have a favorite Greek restaurant there. All the way home in the car, I had in my mind's eye a vision of Louise on the front porch. I kept brushing it off, so as not to be disappointed. When we got home, she wasn't on the front porch, but was curled up on the back stoop. She was filthy, with grease spots, but was very happy to get back home.