so i got a call a few minutes ago... "hey, did you lose a dog?". figured someone found a similar dog and found a flyer i must have missed. turns out she got out again today. the thunderstorms must have freaked her out. she's always been terrified of them, but never had the urge to run from it.
the only way she could have gotten out was the same way as before, but the window was closed this time (and still closed when i got home). i think she opened it herself, and it closed itself after her (it needs a stick to stay open). i need bars on it i guess.
too smart + taste of freedom = bad news
but at least this time i had a good phone number etched into her tags so i got the call right away. she made it across main street to a small cluster of homes, still within sight of my place. i wonder if she made it across main street with skill or luck.