Recently I lost my dog Muffin. My family and I were on our way from Houston to Laredo. We decided to bring Muffin since it would be a long trip. We stopped at a gas station to fill up our tank. Our car was very dirty so we stopped at a carwash to clean it. Then we were on our way. About one hour and a half into the ride my brother decides to ask were Muffin is…we were traveling in a mini van and muffin is tiny enough to hide so at first we thought she was just hiding somewhere. We looked everywhere but she was no where. When I first realized that we must have left her at the car wash or gas station oh my gosh it was a horrible feeling! We turned around as soon as we could and went back to see if she could possible still be were we lost her.

In my mind I was preparing myself for the possibility that I might not ever see her again. Someone could have taken her or she might have gotten hit by a car (ni lo mande dios) or she might wander around in some neighborhood til she starved. We finally got near the carwash and i started looking out the window because of the 1% chance she might have traveled that far but then I saw a little blonda ball of fur flying and it was her. I screamed at my dad to stop the car (we were on a main street) because she was running towards traffic. I opened the door and ran into a nearby parking lot and screamed MUUFFIN! but she ran behind a car…Right there and then I burst out crying because I thought I had just seen my dog get run over but then she came running out again and by a miracle she was perfectly fine. She ran into my arms and meanwhile my family was coming and we all hugged her and then went back home.