“Bentley!” I yelled. “Bentley!” No response. I strained to see movement within the wood. Nothing. “Bentley!” Still nothing.

     “INCOMING CALL!” my phone shouted at me. “INCOMING CALL!” I struggled to remove the phone clipped to my belt.

     “Genesee Country Inn. This is Deborah. How may I help you?”

     My caller asked me questions about the Inn and dates available. I’m answering by my eyes are scanning the woods. I returned to the house to check my reservation book. After I hang up, I went back outside hoping to find Bentley hanging around. “Bentley!” I yelled again. “Damn dog,” I muttered under my breath. “I swear, no more DOGS!” I returned to the house. The phone rang again. It was Jason.

     I was totally distracted and Jason could tell. I told him I would call him back after I find the dog. I kept looking out the windows, but Bentley was no where to be found. “I give up!” I shouted at Sam and Cooper, neither cared and the found me annoying. 

     Bentley was standing at the back door looking for me. He obviously returned from his jaunt in the woods. “Get in here,” I scolded him gently and gave me a hug around his massive chest. I laughed at myself. I was so angry at him for taking off and so grateful his returned. Humph! This dog is just like a little kid.