My GSP escaped from my house when I was having my bathroom done. The plumbers let him out.
I came back in my lunch hour and drove round looking for him but nothing. I went round again after work but nothing.
According to the plumbers he had crossed the busy road and gone across the railway line.
I felt sick and really panicky. I kept walking and then driving around but had no idea really where he could be. I felt really really bad going to bed and was fretful all night.
Then in the middle of the night I heard something outside. My darling Max was at the front door, scratching to get in.
He was limping and goodness knows where he had been, but he was back.
He had come back when everything was quiet.
Really hope your Toby returns home soon.
