Pets. I never really had a pet that I have loved so much as my little Monster. He’s a Jack Russell Terrier smooth coat mix. He’s beautiful, energetic. I love him to death. Unfortunately, I haven’t been consistently at home. So two weeks ago, my son left for what was going to be a weekend sleep over at my sisters. We never went come. Well, not yet anyways. So my parents have been taking care of my baby. Since I don’t have a car right now, I have to rely on other people. I’ve been wanting to go home for about a week and a half. But no one has been able to take us. Anyways, yesterday my mother informed me that my dog did not return after a potty brake outdoor a night. She said she heard him down way out on a road we don’t travel on, but he did not return. I’m so worried for him. He probably thinks my son and I aren’t going to return for him, and so he left, either to find us or to fallow his own instincts. What ever the fact may be he is gone, and I feel guilty, and horribly desperate to find my baby boy. My son is going to cry his heart out if we don’t find him. We do love him so much. I hope someone didn’t take a liking to him and took him. He was wearing his collar and had my dads phone number on the tag… hope someone calls us and lets him know he’s safe. Now I have to go home and take pictures of my little Monster and post them on the poles.