Jim was the first to arrive at the clubhouse that afternoon. He had a couple of ideas on what they could do to find out where the dog had come from. He wouldn't mind keeping him, but he already had a dog.

As the group of friends arrived at the meeting they all had their own ideas. Trixie had been wondering just how far a dog could make it if they were lost. She had heard that a dog can travel a long way.

As everyone took their seats around the clubhouse Jim started to explain everything that the vet had told him. She says that it is a male about seven years old. He is a tan cocker spaniel and was certainly at one time someone's pet. Even scared and cold like he was he came up to me and Patch. He is friendly and very sick.

Honey thought of the sick little dog who was all wet and shivering so bad in her kitchen. Mrs. Trask had put a warm blanket down in a box and had put a blanket on top of the dog too. He had eaten like he hadn't eaten in a week. The poor dog was so pitiful.

"I am open to suggestions on what we can do to find the rightful owner. " Jim told his friends.

Trixie spoke up with an idea. "I think that we should start by putting up posters all around town. We can ask for permission to leave the posters at different businesses. " she said.

"My father has a copier and we could use that to make a lot of them. Tomorrow Mrs. Trask and I are going shopping at the mall. We could go there and hand out the flyers. Maybe some of the stores will let us post them too." Honey told them.

"I don't have a picture of the dog but I have a polaroid camera. We could stop at the vets office and take a picture of him. That would make the flyers better. People might recognize the dog." Jim told them.

Brian was the one with a car and he said that he would go with Jim and Mart and that they could get some pictures of the dog too."

Each one of them would ask around, but for now that was about all that they could do to help the poor dog. Once the dog was back at the Wheeler estate . " Once we have him here we can take him out and around and see if he recognizes anything or someone who sees him recognizes him." Jim told the group.

So with that Trixie and Di and Honey began to make the flyers. They could do everything, but put the picture of the dog on it. When they were done they thought that the flyers looked pretty good. They had made the print multi colored and it said FOUND LOST COCKER SPANIEL SEVEN YEARS OLD MALE WHEELER ESTATE SLEEPY-SIDE ON HUDSON NY.

As they waited for the boys to come back with the picture they made plans on where they would go to put the posters up. There were several small stores in town and they wanted the posters to be put everywhere.

Jim and his friends had arrived at the vet's office and gotten permission to take a picture of the dog. With the polaroid camera the picture would be ready in sixty seconds. They then could attach the picture to the flyer and make copies of it. The dog was already beginning to look like he felt better and his tail wagged when he saw Jim coming out to the yard where he was.

Jim took his camera and snapped a couple of pictures. One of the pictures came out perfect and the three friends decided that was going to be the photo that they were going to be using. As they left the office the vet said that she would be more than willing to post the flyer at the office and that she would talk to a couple other vets that she knew in the area. Jim was glad that he was going to be able to leave some flyers with the vet. To think that this vet had friends from other towns, someone would see the flyer.

As the girls heard the boys return they watched as the came in with the photo. Trixie took the picture and glued it to the paper that they had made. The flyer had come out good and it was time to make copies.

Mrs. Trask helped them set the printer up and watched carefully as they adjusted the printer until the poster came out exactly as they wanted. Once that was done she hit the printer for 500 copies. Jim thought that amount should be enough, but he kept a copy of the original in case they needed more.

When they had finished making the copies Mrs. Trask said she had a meeting at the church that evening and she would bring a few copies to them. Perhaps they would recognize the dog.

Everyone piled into Brian's car and headed to the downtown area. With a stapler in hand the girls went one way while the boys went the other. "We will meet back here in an hour all right?" Trixie said.

The boys waved their hands and agreed to it. The town was a small one and everyone knew the Bobwhites of the Glen. Each business had been touched one way or another by the nice group of children. As they walked down the street they put posters on the store windows at bus stops and on trees and poles. By the end of the hour they were done with their side of the street and had hung over sixty posters.

The friends all met in an hour and agreed to stand outside of the post office and grocery store. There they would hand out the posters as people wen t in and out of the stores doing their business. Those were the two busiest places in town. By the end of the day they had talked to just about everyone in town and no one had recognized their dog. Tired and somewhat disheartened they left late that afternoon for home.