Years ago, there was this little boy who wondered off into the woods by himself. His mother didn't know he had taken off, because of her testimony, she had checked on him a few minutes before and he was still playing with his cars in the sandbox. When she went to check on him again, he was no where to be seen, so she called the neighbors, which none of them have seen him.
To make a long story short, the woman called the police and her husband to tell them her son had wondered off and she cannot find him. The police and some volunteers in which one of them was my father, who took his and my mother's first dog they had together by the name of Lady, with him on this search.
The group my father was in started from where the boy was last seen, in the back yard in the sandbox. Lady, my parents' first dog, began sniffing from that and the men followed her, however, branched out in a fan, or "driving" position, as though they were hunting deer or big game.
About an hour later, they found the boy, curled up and asleep by this large boulder. Thankfully, he was alright!
