One of our Jack Russells, Carrots, ran away tonight. She ran out the front door as Randy and I were letting Dante say goodnight to the moon. I didn't close the door properly and now she's gone. It's my fault. She's gone. She didn't have her collar on as I had just given both of them a bath. And now she's gone. I hope she's not hurt or suffering. I hope someone finds her and sees the tattoo ID on her stomach. I hope Randy finds her tonight. But deep down I know that she is gone. Even Salad knows she is gone.