The dog is missing. My mom left the door open when going out to do some gardening, and he got away. Since he was at my parents’ house, he’s not familiar with the neighborhood, and thus, had no reason to stick around. So off he went. That was at 1pm today. My mom was apparently too stupid to call me at work, so she left a message on my cell phone, which I didn’t get for five hours.

Five hours, running at a conservative 10 MPH, gives us oh, a 100 mile radius to potentially search? It’s likely less than that, let’s say, 1 mph in some direction. That’s on the order of ninety square miles that he could be in.

In about three hours this evening, I did my best to search 1/90th of that.

I suspect I will never see Mobius again.