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After 20 minutes or so (me hoping he was in front of me and not behind) we reached Canford Cliffs and I was wondering at what point I phoned Dog Lost.
Anyway! Happy outcome.
But … I feel high and dry. He would have had to have been caught to either read my phone number ( message to self - get that in bigger print) or handed in.
So my mind is now on a tracker.
I don’t need to know if he is sleeping, over eating, just …where he is when we are out.