By the fifth day, they had lost hope. His wife gathered flowers for the pet cemetery. He thought about adding Walter’s name to the gravestone he was making for their first Dachshund, Guido, who had died just a week before.
It wasn’t like Walter to run off. Gordon Bryan had walked him at Millerton Point hundreds of times. An avid mushroom hunter and fisherman, Gordon had taken him on long hikes in the backwoods of…