He's Home!!!

If you were hoping for a Hollywood ending to this story like we were, you're in luck. I got an email around 6:30 last night from someone only a few blocks from here who thought that she knew someone who got a puppy a few days before Christmas that matched Max's description from the news, but she wasn't certain it was him. She asked if we could meet so that I could verify it was Max and I agreed. I was hopeful and excited but started to tell myself that it probably wasn't him and that I shouldn't get my hopes up. We met about 45 minutes later (it only seemed like hours) and as soon as they pulled a dog carrier out of their car, I saw Max Weenie's distinctive white and brown chest colorings and I started nodding my head when she asked if I thought it was him. We freed him from the little dog carrier and let him run around - he was very skittish, but soon settled back into the house and grabbed his favorite chew toys out of his dog bed and my slippers and started playing. I can't begin to express how happy the kids and I are that he's back. Thank you for emailing and calling and stopping by wishing us luck in recovering the smallest member of our family.