OSCAR THE DOG NEVER FAR FROM HOME

BY ASHLEY BYRNE

It was a cold November morning in Colorado, and I was home, nervously listening for the phone. I'd been looking and praying for an apartment for months, so I was waiting for a call from someone who (I hoped) would be my new landlord.

The phone rang and I leapt to answer it, but it wasn't the call I expected. A friend of mine had an urgent problem. His mother's dog, Oscar, was lost. She'd let him out in the yard to play that morning. Usually Oscar stayed in front of the house, but today he'd darted out into the street in front of a car. My friend's mom was sure the car had hit him.

By the time she made it outside, Oscar had disappeared. Terrified that he was injured and hiding in fear, she frantically searched the neighborhood, but couldn't find him. The fact that a recent snowstorm had given way to freezing weather made it especially important to locate the dog.

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