I came home tonight from church group and was met outside by my neighbor. Of course the first thought I had was that my younger dog broke out another slate in the fence trying to get to his dog. But no, that was not it at all. My younger dog, Ellie, had been barking most of the evening while I was gone (this is unusual for her) and he was concerned that something had happened to me. He was just checking if I was ok and if everything was OK at my house. He even went so far as to leave me voicemail on my cell phone, but of course I had it turned off. I was so pleased that he cared enough to check on his neighbor. Wonderful to have neighbors that care.