Her mom, Cara, heard dog tags jingling at 6:40 this morning and went downstairs to find Nala sleeping on the couch! They’d left their fence gate open with Nala’s food, bed, and some clothing left outside just in case she made it back. Nala’d been learning how to use her dog door for the past two weeks (it was tricky because of the stairs involved), and she apparently has mastered it because she let herself in. She has a slight limp but otherwise seems fine after her little adventure.
This is how we want all dog stories to end. Welcome home, Nala!