This letter is to the mean-spirited person or people who opened my back gate on the night of May 26. (It is very, very hard to open.)
They left the gate open and our dog got out, and it took us a long time to find him. He is old and only outside to make his rounds of the yard. I am elderly also and don't get around that well. My grandson drove around and finally found him.
I pray to God that the next time these stupid people pull this stunt, it isn't some young child who gets out and wanders away into the street.
I'm a native Havreite and most of the people are great. It just takes one bad apple to spoil everything.