When the tropical storm came in last week, our gate blew open and two of our puppies escaped. We immediately gave chase. We found one of our dogs in a neighbors yard and brought him back. We began searching for the smaller dog, but didn't see him. My four year old, my sister and I drove the neighborhood endlessly calling him. We thought we heard him bark a few times, but couldn't pin point where it was coming from. Eventually, a young woman came out of her house and started screaming at our vehicle that it was her dog. That's...