Yesterday, we had quite a scare. My son had gotten out and was missing. We were all out in the streets screaming his name.
I told my husband to get in his car and drive the neighborhood. We have only been here a week. Would he be able to find his way back home?
Our neighbors were out screaming his name too. It was very scary.
My neighbor called her nanny and asked if she had seen him, and she said she saw him in the backyard around 4pm... that was over an hour earlier!
However, that gave a huge hint as to which direction to go...
Mike parked his car, and he walked the trees behind our house, through barbed-wire fencing to the neighboring farm, and there he was!
Oscar was back home... but for those 15 minutes we couldn't find him, my heart sunk. I give him a hard time, but I would never wish for him to be gone.