welcome December 2, 2002 ISSUE

Safety travels with you

Dave Hohle

IN THE MIDST of a Sunday morning blizzard, I got a call from a neighbor. She was concerned because she'd just seen our dog, Captain, running loose with a couple of big dogs she'd never seen before. She was certain that he'd go into the street and be killed. That's what had happened to her dog a few years earlier.

I walked through the falling snow, looking for this pack of dogs, listening in the silent morning air for the jingle of Captain's tags. I clapped my hands togeather several times, which usually brought him running. When he didn't come, I got in the car and drove slowly through the streets around the house.

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