With news of a 2 hour snow/school delay, I headed outside to clear the driveway and kill some time this morning. Sasha was out back, but made her way around to the front of the house. She was testing her boundaries a bit and I would call her back. Until she vanished. Gone. Really gone. I spent the next 30 minutes checking on kids in front of the t.v., my phone (yes, school cancelled), and the neighborhood. Sasha. Gone. The neighbors then realized what was going one and spread out further, up the street, around the bend, in the wooded areas on three sides of the neighborhood. Gone. No where to be found. I called Mitch and he returned home. I decided after an hour she was "out of range", we would have to wait for someone to find her and call us. I did call the animal shelter too. A bit later, she was spotted by a neighbor in the farm/wooded area of the neighborhood, so the neighbors converged again to see if we could bring her home. Still she disappeared again. Searching again for another hour, walking hills, fields, and calling. Nothing. FINALLY, as Mitch made his way from one side of a field to another, he gets the call, "Hi, I think I have your dog". Sasha had made her way somewhat out of town, further than we could have imagined. When Mitch brought her home, there were 3 (not sure Jojo cared much) very relieved Mayhem kids, an exhausted Me, and a scared and tired (see pic!) dog. More excitement than I needed today. But, gosh how a moment can change everything and how grateful I am for the efforts and support of our wonderful neighbors. AND, that she always wears her collar and tags, and that we just had her license updated about 3 weeks ago. Sasha, you are a pain, but we love you. (Yes, I overused "and" & "but").