Little dog found

As predicted, I could not stop thinking about Tinker Bell, the 5-lb chihuahua that was blown away in a windstorm on Sunday, all day yesterday. I even discussed the story with several friends, mostly because - my apologies, Free Press - I thought the story was badly written and woefully short on details.

But I did not predict, nor do I think I could have predicted, that Tinker Bell would be found (tired, hungry, and muddy) because of a PET PSYCHIC!!!

Here's the story.

In case anyone was doubting that Michigan is capable of becoming the Hollywood of the Midwest it is now apparent that we have the talent, we're building the studios, and we even have made-for-TV stories!!

As for casting: I'm pretty sure all those dogs from Beverly Hills Chihuahua are still getting unemployment checks.

(My psychic prediction: Tinker Bell, her owner, and the pet psychic will end up on Oprah within a month.)

The Wizard of Oz

That is what immediately came to mind after reading this story in this morning's paper. Of course I feel horrible for Mrs. Utley, and Tinker Bell, but now I can't stop wondering if some Rochester Hills girl happened to be looking out her window during the storm just in time to see a little dog go flying by.

And then a bike.

And was the woman holding the dog when the wind whisked it away? Did she have to watch as her little dog went flying through the air? Or was Tinker Bell sitting at home, watching out the window for her owner to return and bring her treats from the Flea Market?

Did they ever find Tinker Bell? Did she land somewhere soft and survive?

I must face the fact: I am going to be obsessed with Tinker Bell all day.