Last night there were all kinds of rumbling and I'm not just talking about the thunder. We could hear some loud banging out on the back porch mom looked out and saw nothing. I was hiding under mom's blankie on the couch due to the thunder but I was sticking my head out in curiosity. Mom finally went outside and saw a big black dog in the doghouse trying to pull in covers in. She called to the black dog and she came to mom. She was shaking and very frightened. Mom looked on her collar and she had a phone number. She called and left a message regarding a black dog. In a little while a man called back and said he owned a black dog. Mom told him where we lived and he couldn't believe it because they lived about 10 miles away but as the crow flies or should I say the was the dog runs it would be half the distance. When he and his wife were pulling up the drive, mom called to the black dog and when she saw the truck she started wagging her tail and went running toward it. The man and woman were very thankful mom called. Mom said they just kept saying thanking you, thank you. Don't you just love happy ending.