My neighbors had a stressful day on Friday: their two Labs, one yellow, one chocolate, ran off at 8 a.m., possibly in pursuit of the large herd of deer in the neighborhood. When they didn't return, the anxious owners put out the word and started scouring the area.
At about 2 p.m., just a stone's throw away from their farm, one of the owners saw a Good Samaritan trying to round up the two escapees, who were exhausted and covered with swamp mud.
The dogs are fine but stiff, one of the owners told me the next morning -- which explains why he was walking by himself instead of with his usual companions. He said "relieved" is an understatement for how he and his wife feel.
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