Tino searched for a 6 pound dog named Bandit in Issaquah. He had been missing for three days. The scent trail led through the woods, through some heavy brush that a small dog could easily get under. Tino plowed through, and he dragged me through. After we came out of the Woods on the next street, the trail led to a dead end, and didn’t go any farther. The most likely explanation would be that the tiny dog had been picked up, probably by a human, possibly by a predator.
After the search, we went to Lake Sammamish for a swim. I threw the tennis ball into the lake, and he fetched it dozens of times. When I tried to get him to go back to the car, he just sat in the lake, with the ball in his mouth, and he wouldn’t come out. I threw his ball a few more times, and then I kept the ball, and carried it back to the car, in order to coerce him to come with me.
After the search, we went to Lake Sammamish for a swim. I threw the tennis ball into the lake, and he fetched it dozens of times. When I tried to get him to go back to the car, he just sat in the lake, with the ball in his mouth, and he wouldn’t come out. I threw his ball a few more times, and then I kept the ball, and carried it back to the car, in order to coerce him to come with me.
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