[I'll preface this story with: My immediate neighbors are really quite nice and friendly.]
The first night that Greta was missing, I absolutely could not sleep. During the night I kept getting up and looking around thinking that maybe she would have returned. Then, at about 3:30am I went driving around the neighborhood looking for her. It was dark and a pretty useless cause. I saw a lady walking alone and very quickly (she was definitely walking with a purpose), so I didn't ask her if she'd seen my dog -- she didn't seem approachable. Then I turned the corner and saw another much friendlier lady. She was smiling and waving, you could say she was walking with a different purpose. This was exactly one block from my house.
Here's the tally:
3:30 AM
North Omaha
Lady, alone on street corner, smiling and waving
It's probably best I stay indoors after dark. (For what it's worth, she didn't look like Julia Roberts in "Pretty Woman.")
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