I have come to accept that he’s not coming back. He disappeared over a week ago from inside Brian’s fenced yard. The pound doesn’t have him. No one has seen him. He’s been a part of our lives for almost 16 years and we miss him terribly. I don’t see how he could be alive unless someone took him in, but that is wishful thinking. I choose to grieve his loss. I see no hope of him returning. RIP Buddy (1999-2015)…We love you.