Saturday, February 20, 2021


What happened to Karen Wagner’s dog? It was a rescue that was a street dog for a year and a half. Living in a house made it nervous: the clean floor, carpets, the sigh of heating vents, food in a bowl, the TV and telephone. When it ran away, she called a detective, a guy in a plaid suit who drove all around town in a yellow car. She spoke to a reporter at the Herald and they ran a picture in the classifieds. Jobs, want ads, the horoscope. Where it’s gone is right among us in the lost and found.

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