We all spent the day being sad because our favorite dog ever, who bears the name of this humble gazette, is missing. Bentley, our dog, was last seen last evening at a little league game at the Stanford Rec Park and we already miss him so much. When something you love is missing you tend to do irrational things; for instance, we took about fifteen independent trips to the rec park today to call for him, post signs for him and ask people if they had seen our Border Collie. I guess I am still doing irrational things, like writing this post in hopes that someone may have seen him and kindly decide to contact us.
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