Well, we’re taking this road, and it’s the road that we’re taking..........

We can all breathe again. Clover has turned up. Life must have become a little humdrum around here, because our girl decided that she needed a........

ROADTRIP!

What the?????????

This afternoon, I received a call from Fiona at the Midwestern Shire Council, asking whether we had lost a dog.......

Well, yes, we have.......

And would we like to come & pick her up, or do we need to arrange to meet a ranger or somebody to transfer the dog because she quite a ways from home?

No, I will drive over & pick her up, because I feel like a roadtrip, & really want to get my dog back.

But I was confused as to how Clover ended up over there. Because "over there" is Rylstone, which is at least 3 hours driving from here, over Mudgee way. The pleasant Fiona from the Midwestern Shire Council is also a bit confused, as the people holding her picked her up yesterday afternoon...... in Denman, whilst they were driving through. Or at least the lady's son, husband or brother picked Clover up..... Beloved & I cannot understand why he didn't check at the local vet's, service station or community centre, instead of taking her with him. And given that she doesn't like men (she is scared out of her wits by them & will even run away from Beloved, even though he feeds her), how did he even get her into his vehicle?

Questions, questions.........

Anyway, tomorrow, I roadtrip. And there's a box of choccies for the caretakers of my dog. No more holidays for Clover, though. From tomorrow, she's tied up more often, since we've no fences.

Oh alright.. she can come inside instead.

It's a good thing that I'm on holidays, isn't it?