There's No Place Like Home...Or Is There?

Well, after losing Redick for over two weeks, Spike comes over last night and asks us where Red is. We told him he was gone and he starts thinking that maybe the dog he saw at his friend's apartment was him. He thought he really looked like him when he saw him, but didn't know he was missing, so thought nothing of it. Anyway, long story short, it was Redick. Crazy! They picked him up near the dorms (way far from home) and had been letting him live with them for the past two weeks. They loved him and really didn't want to give him back. I kind of felt bad for them, but at the same time, hey we had him for two years, they had him for two weeks. I was grateful that they took good care of him. In fact, probably too good. They let him roam the house and pretty much do whatever. He's having a little hard time getting back used to our house. I mean heck, he was bachin' it with college guys. Livin' the life. We're way glad he's back, but the question is...is he? Come on, of course he is, he loves the littles crawling all over him. Good dog Redick.