Thatās awful Primrose. One dark evening, years ago, a black lab turned up on our doorstep - it had possibly be drawn by the scent of our dogs, kenneled outside. I fed it, then popped it in with a couple of elderly spaniels, where it settled down for the night. Next day, I went down to the local Police Station (open and manned in those days) and a lovely couple came later to collect their dog. Theyād been out walking it when it was frightening by a firework and had just taken off. We estimated it had run a couple of miles and crossed several roads including 4 lanes of fast moving dual carriage way to end up at our house. Lucky dog not to have come a cropper.