Proud of my well-constructed doghouse complete with
shingles and nameplate, I was ready for my German shepherd to move in. I had
even attached an eyebolt to the doghouse to fasten the dog’s leash to, since
he’s a bit rambunctious. On the trial morning of this new setup, I let the dog
out, hooked up the leash and went back inside. A few minutes later, I went out
to check on him. The dog and the house were gone! I looked in every direction
and then across the street. There I saw him enjoying his new yard. The doghouse
is now anchored to a concrete slab.
