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Okay, so I am sounding like a demented grandmother – pulling
out the grandchild’s pictures on the flimsiest excuse. I’ll stop.
Soon. :-)
But…
Some months after her arrival and at one of our raucous
family gatherings, nobody had noted that Buddy, also an S.P.C.A. rescue and one
of my son’s dogs, was missing. Nobody
had noticed – that is, except
Farlie.
Insistently, she bumped against my knee and moved away, time
and again. Finally, I got her message,
followed her to the laundryroom and found a very dispirited Buddy inadvertently
locked inside.
Farlie was praised and we thought no more of the event until
the day that Fran put the popcorn in the microwave for two hours instead of the
intended two minutes.
In another room, Farlie was again heading and nudging, until
finally, Fran followed her back into the kitchen which was thick with black
popcorn smoke and getting thicker by the moment.
A nasty mis-adventrure averted!
We were pretty impressed.
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