Remember Guy Upstairs? Well....

Remember when I used to write blogs about the guy upstairs and his loud dog and obnoxious late night antics?

Well,  if you missed the last post, I had decided to go leave him a note to take care of his dog.  There was already a note on the door.  When he came home that night, I'm sure there was more then a few happy neighbours who had a peaceful nights sleep....
Here's the thing....
Ever since that night, we have not heard the dog ONCE. Like, not even toes tapping on the ground, dropping a bone on the hard wood, or jumping off a couch.  Seriously - the dog is gone.
I'm not complaining, persay, but I do have to voice my concern over the location of the puppy.  I asked my boyfriend the other day "Maybe I should ask him where the dog went?" to which he replied "You hated the dog, and now you want to know where it is?"
But really -- where's the dog?  I'm open to speculation on this one as my mind has been racing with different scenarios, none that I wish to explain here because none of mine end well...yikes...

Oh - the late night antics are still in full force - Valentines Day was one for the books.
I wish that could go missing over the barking and scratching dog.

i never actually saw the dog, but i imagine him to look like this, in case you see one
wandering around whalley