escape from condotraz

I've been trusting my little pup more and more these days, walks without a leash, hanging out in front of the shop taking in the sun, you know...summer fun !
 She's been doing really good as long as no chipmunks are around, sticks to my side and comes back when I call her. That is until last Tuesday morning.
We came out early in the morning to go to work, I usually let her smell around and investigate for a bit and do her morning dooties while I load up my car; purse, bag with crap that does not fit in my purse, lunch, files and breakfast protein shake, the usual. All done and I called out her name and nothing! I started walking towards her favorite spot and she was nowhere to be found, my heart sank as I piked up the pace screaming  LOUISE!!!! and nothing...I wanted to die.
 Looked everywhere, in the woods behind the house, the sides of the building and in the storm drain wholes. It was so quite  out, just a hand full of birds chirping and all I could think about was the giant hawk we saw the day before perched low on our tree. Still calling her name, now sobbing, hoping to hear the jingle of her tags. Twenty minutes later (which by the way felt like a month) she comes running out of the woods with the most exciting and gratifying face I've seen on my weinerbeagle EVER!!!
I wanted to kill her, but instead I loved her. I asked her all day Tuesday what she did in those twenty minutes and she just wagged her tail...