My doggie is lost.
I came home from work last night, it was late, and he wasn't there to bark and greet me with his jingling collar or jump up on my knees when I sat down or to crawl under the covers of the bed.
He's not at the pound, we can't find record of him being hurt, we have made 100 signs to put up around the neighborhood.
We call him mi perro sometimes because that's the Spanish word for dog, and Granger is always practicing his Spanish.
We need to find our dog.