I was going to call this

"More of the best dog ever"

but he's in the doghouse.

I came in from work just as

John and Ian were walking up from the fort.

No dog.

He was here an hour earlier.

We call, we drive, we search.

Nothing.

Then Vince comes home

and, magically, Diesel is here.

Aughhhh.

What "the best dog ever" was doing

before he disappeared
(or was ignoring us) . . .