About two years ago, I lost my dog Pansy to what we think could have been antifreeze. We still don't know where she got it, but in the end she had to be put down. Well that was in March of that year. In June, we got a new dog, whom we named Soot.
One thing you have to know is that we usually end up with black dogs like Soot and Pansy, but before Pansy all the black dogs we had didn't have tails. Meaning that Pansy and Soot were the only two black dogs we had with tails. Anyway...
Soot had been with us for about four weeks, and he was still a puppy, so whenever you pulled up in the driveway he would come and greet you (he still does).
So my dad and I drove up into the yard, and I jumped out calling Soot's name. At the time this happened my dad still had his pickup truck, and it was pretty tall, but I looked over the hood of the car, and I saw the last glimpse of a black curled tail making its way towards my side of the truck. Naturally I thought it was Soot, so I bent down to greet him, but he wasn't there. I was confused for a second until I heard my dad complaining of dropping his hat. So I thought that Soot must have went over to my dad (who was on the other side of the truck, at the bed part of it) to try and eat his hat. So I made my way around the front of the truck, looked to where my dad was and still didn't see Soot, so I looked around the yard and there, across the yard under my mom's car, was Soot. He hadn't moved at all (which made sense, sense it was like 90 degrees outside, and he was a black dog.)
I knew he didn't move, because one of my cats was in front and to the side of him. Still relaxed, as was Soot, as if they hadn't moved. My other dog, Nina, is a yellow dog, and her tail doesn't curl, plus she's too short to be seen on the other side of the hood. Well I definitely knew it could have been...Pansy!