i was over at my mom's this afternoon, sunbathing and schtuff.

my driver's side window is broken, and it started to rain. so i went outside to tape a garbage bag over it, in an attempt to save the control pannels on the door and the interior...

i went inside to grab another bag, and the front door didn't latch when i shut it. it was blown open by the wind, and when i came back to it i realized that mocha had gotten out.

mocha is our dog. she's the most intelligent, sweetest dog on the face of the earth. of course, every pet owner says that. but you get the point.

she does run off every now and then, but she either comes back or is picked up by someone who then calls the humane society and gets our number...

she didn't have her collar on this time, though. and she hadn't come back when i left the house 4 hours after she took off. hasn't come back as far as i know.

i'm still hoping she'll show up...if she doesn't, you'll get a full run down of how sad i am. trust me.