It's not entirely clear when she got out of the yard--sometime mid-morning July 6 is our best guess--and it's not certain how she got out. Monkeyshine, our older beagle, was something of a Houdini in her younger days but is still in the back yard, although she's a bit lonesome. I'd dog-proofed the yard way back when we first moved in, and a couple of perimeter checks turn up no obvious escape routes. There are a couple of possible exit routes she might've taken, but these seem unlikely given the effort that'd be involved.
She's not at the New Braunfels Animal Shelter, but The Wife's filled out a missing dog report in case she does turn up there. Fliers will go up around the neighborhood this afternoon. On the off chance she was stolen from our locked yard, I checked the phone book for any listings of "Baggins," "Underhill," "Took" and "Hobbit" but alas, that turned out to be a dead end.
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