Escape from Mabletraz

Ralphie pulled his famous disappering trick today. He disappeared sometime Thursday night or Friday morning; Mommy isn't sure which. Daddy came home from a long trip to Denver; not into the waiting arms of his loving wife, but rather, to the question of, "Did you see Ralphie squished on the road when you came in?" Late into the wee hours of the morning, Mom and Dad searched for Ralphie all around the house and property but to no avail. First thing Saturday morning (I get up really early), Mommy made "Lost Kitty" fliers (see above image) and notified the local pet wranglers (aka - animal control) while Dad ate cereal and we watched cartoons. Just as Mom was grabbing keys and proofs to go print fliers, the puppies herded a familiar face to the back window. The look on Ralphie's face was pure terror -- "Please let me in before this great lump of golden furred sh*t eats me!"

In the end, Ralphie seemed unscathed physically; although, he hid for two days, refusing to leave the confines of Mom and Dad's room, even for a treat. If I was really quiet, I swear I could hear him say, "I'll get you, frackin' chipmunks! Frackers."

Oh, and below is the flier we pulled down from the neighborhood. Weird, huh?