- By Nathan Scheer
- Published July 31, 2011
- Short Stories
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Rating:
Unrated

When I was living with my room mate(s) a lot of people would come over and leave the door wide open and my dog Barosa would run off and we would have to chase her down, luckily we had obtain/attracted some really good hearted people over in this area and they would bring her home a lot of the time
One time she ran off and I had caught a glimpse of her running past the window and didn’t really think about it, but later after I saw that no body was outside with her and she ran off, I went looking for her