jacksonbrown
Well-Known Member
Like all good "worst ever" stories, things started out well. I was a couple point up on my SG into the boiler. I had gotten a new speaker system for the iPod so I finally have something to listen to while brewing. And about 10 min into the boil I go to take the trash out and the door doesn't shut completely behind me. Our foster dog, Buster, took his shot, made his move and ran to the hills. I chased after him around a corner but by the time I got there he was nowhere to be seen. I spent over an hour looking for him to no avail. I notified our rescue coordinator and she's keeping an eye out at the shelters. I'm making up sign now to put up tomorrow. I just hope someone found him and took him in for the night.