One of our elderly neighbors was standing on our porch.
"I'm sorry to wake you up," he said, staring at my disheveled hair and pajamas. "But I just saw your dogs running down the street, past my house."
In my half waking state I can only hope that no explicatives crossed my lips in response.
|Gretel and Bea in the dog run|
|Brian was able to capture their attempted escape.|
|Beautiful Christmas morning.|