Update on Rex Kidnapping

As you can probably tell from the photo, which I took with an iPhone, I'm still alive and well. Although I can't see anything with my blindfold on, it's pretty easy to type on my captor's iPhone -- in fact, it's so easy, even a blindfolded Dalmatian can do it!

My captors won't say what they plan to do with me, but I get the feeling that time is running out for Rex the Dalmatian. I overheard one of them refer to the leader as ,"C. D." I'm not sure who this C.D. is, but get the feeling that she's not that nice. Please keep looking for me.

I've got to go now, before I get caught using C.D.'s bandwidth. She can be pretty nasty when she gets mad!

Rex Gets Kidnapped

It was bound to happen. After all, I'm a fun-loving dog, and there just aren't enough good dogs to go around. Even so, I don't think anyone imagined that this would happen to me.

Dad just got home, and as always, he called out, "Rex! Dad's home!" I always come running to greet Dad -- but not this time. He called out again and again, but there was no answer. Dad looked everywhere, but I was nowhere to be found. Dad ran outside and shouted, "Rex! Rex," but I did not answer.

Dad thought the worst -- "Rex has been kidnapped. What am I going to tell Mom?" He called Mom to break the bad news, but there was no answer. Dad left a message for her to call as soon as possible. Then he went to the bank, to arrange a billion dollar line of credit. He then went home, to wait by the phone for the kidnappers to call with their inevitable ransom demand. It was a long time before the phone rang.

"Come on, Rex. We have to call your Dad." We have to go now. I hope to tell you more next time -- if there is a next time. . .