Sweetie Doggydums

Walked in my beloved front door many hours after leaving it behind me this morning, only to discover that only two dogs, not three, were there to greet us. Shit. I had about 85 messages on my machine from the enthusiastic alley neighbor who found him last time, and after the steak diner, yes, STEAK dinner they fed him, "sweetie doggydums" (as they have affectionately dubbed him) will never want to stay home. He has a formal invitation to join them for dinner tomorrow night.