"Oh, Chad, you're a natural cockhound," laughed Bruno sitting up. Chad was nowhere in sight. Bruno picked up the squeaky toy, and squeezed it. No response. He stood up, and threw the squeaky toy in anger. Bruno stomped downstairs, carrying the leash. He ran to the still swinging porch door. Then out it. Chad was nowhere in sight. Bruno set a stern face, and carefully followed. Fortunately, it had rained the night before. Bruno followed Chad's wake. Chad had kept mostly to the bushes. He made a couple wrong turns, but backtracked, outside the hedge to Rick's pool, he spotted a big paw print. He grinned, and pushed through the hedge a little ways. He was in time to catch Rick's show with Chad.
As Yeep trotted after Rick, Bruno skulked out of the hedge. Rick disappeared into the house with Chad hot on his heels. Bruno checked his pack. He'd need to deal with Rick, but how? He could hear the rubber dog Yeeping from Rick's room. Rick was moaning. The bedsprings creaked loudly. Then there was silence.
Bruno quietly slipped into the room. Rick was sleeping with Chad cradled in his arms. Bruno grinned. He might be able to take Chad without waking Rick. Or he could chloroform Rick to make sure and take Chad? He looked into his satchel and grinned. There were several bottles he could use in addition or instead of the chloroform. He reached into the bag, and picked his choice.