Meeker, Opinion

Loose Ends: Watching the dogs

The sturdy black and white border collie, Tug, was firm and focused. She was working hard to finish the task at hand and each time the recalcitrant beast veered away from her, she performed maneuvers guaranteed to fetch him home. The fact that she had located her errant charge, Franky, a black Labrador retriever, two blocks from home and seemingly a long way from the sound of their owner’s voice, was no matter. Upon hearing…