My first baby went missing today. Verdi is our 10 year old, black cocker spaniel with a white chest. (He was named after the opera composer, Guiseppi Verdi.) I think maybe the weather freaked him out and he wiggled out under the fence. Our other dog, Puccini is still here, but is whining missing his brother as we all are. Unfortunately, as we were sweeping out the garage tonight, we found Verdi's tags.
Our engagement picture in 1999
Stephen is out driving around trying to find him and we keep going outside calling him, whistling our "yoo hoo" call.
He is a really sweet and calm dog who loves to play fetch in the pool. He'll even "throw" a tennis ball to you. Hopefully, if we don't find each other again, he has found someone nice who will take him in on this cold, windy night. I just hate to think he is out there shivering and sad.