Years ago, I was spending the night at a friend's house. At the time, she was renting a room in a house and her landlady had 2 dogs. We came back from having dinner and her landlady had announced that one of the dogs, Sammy, had gotten out from behind the gate and had taken off down the street. Brie and I hoped back in my car and went around the neighborhood to look for him, but it soon got too dark to really do a good job of finding him. So we decided that we'd get up first thing in the morning to go back out to look for Sammy before we had to get to our first class of the day.