Twenty four hours after he went astray Trevor was handed in to a vet in Castlemaine. Fortunately in one pice, although very tired and hungry.
He was found half way to Castlemaine - about 8 kms from home.
A long way for a little dog to travel.
So he has eaten about 800 g of chicken necks, had a BIG drink of water, followed me around whilst I dug up some new-born spuds and then curled up asleep on the couch. I recjkon he is one tired dog!
I can stop bawling my eyes out now.
Silly me, imagine letting a dog get to me like this...
Hopefully tomorrow I shall think of Blogaversary. I need some sleep now.