Gumboots, pyjamas and a lost dog....

This is Rocky, but I'm calling him Rocket now.

He lives at the house that we are looking after here on the Island. The owners are friends of my brothers
In the mornings we let Rocky off his lead to toilet etc... But he has a tendency to run off . The property is quite big, surrounded by bush and distant neighbours .
This morning I went out at 7am in my pyjamas and gumboots and let him off... All was going well until he decided to go for it down the road!!

He was gone in an instant ... I didn't even see him run! I called him back.. My voice just echoed down through the bush. I had a moments panic then ran off down the road after him.. Then a car appeared and it was the Rural Postie, after explaining to him he said he knew Rocky(rocket ) and said he could run for miles!!! He said he'd look up the road in the other direction. I kept yelling/ looking for a while, I'd phoned my brother( who had slept at his house with my nephew who is autistic and hadn't settled at the other house) and he was on his way to help.

After a long walk in my gumboots and pyjamas I ended back and the house thinking I had list the dog and wondering how we'd explain to the owners....

But there , tied up and waiting was Rocket, at the house , the postie had found him and dropped him off , and tied him up!

I didn't see him, but I gave some chocolates that will be in the letterbox for him tomorrow morning.!