I worry about my dogs

I worry about my dogs.

More than I should.

It might be all those photos of lost and missing dogs I see every day on the Internet.

I haven’t lost a dog in some time so there’s little cause for alarm. I keep them in a fenced yard. The young, fast one wears an electronic collar when we hunt. The older one seldom leaves my side.

But I worry nonetheless.

Each time I open my laptop I see all those missing dogs. If mine aren’t in the room I go looking for them.

I’ve never lost a dog for long. My dear, departed Jem used to jump the fence at night and disappear in town. I’d call and whistle for him, an...