The Inner City Dog

Someone accidentally left our rear gate open for a few hours on Monday evening, during which our 12-year-old, 52 kg German Shepherd decided to go AWOL, exploring the local area. It sent shockwaves through our household. Apart from the deep relationship our children hold with the dog, there was the concern about what could happen to the dog, or the unknown if the dog were threatened. So, late on Monday evening, in the cold and wet, we began our search. Looking for a wandering dog in the inner city is somewhat akin to looking for a needle in a haystack. When we were just about at the end of our tether and prepared to give up, we were directed to a local coffee shop, whereupon our precious pet was found sitting under a table feeding on sausages.
Even the dogs learn about cafe culture in the city...