One day last week we couldn't find Brighton. We checked the neighbor's house he's gotten "lost" at before, and around the block. Finally we checked down the street at the house of his new BFF. And found him. While Savannah and I were looking, Irelynd was busy making these signs. She put our address on the bottom, and was coming out to find me to ask about a photo of Brighton. It's what one does to find a lost puppy, right? Why not a lost brother? Great thinking, Irelynd!
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Awe, that is too cute! I'm glad you found him safe and sound. She had a great back up plan just in case though:) Such a sweet sister!
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