Pups Alone -

Within minutes, three heads popped up along the perimeter. There was Gidget , a high-strung but brilliant Jack Russell Terrier; Rex, a massive, aging German Shepherd who had seen it all; and Mochi, a tiny Pomeranian with a surprisingly deep bark.

They reached the Miller porch just as a neighborhood cat, Whiskers, began sniffing around the box. Pups Alone

The only clue was a single, tiny bacon scent lingering in the air—and the silent, wagging agreement among the neighborhood pups that, when left alone, they were never truly bored. Within minutes, three heads popped up along the perimeter

"They're gone!" Charlie barked at the fence, the signal for the neighborhood "Pups Alone" council to convene. The only clue was a single, tiny bacon

Just as Charlie reached for the first bag, the familiar rumble of a car engine echoed down the street. "Human alert!" Rex barked sharply.

The challenge now was the box itself. It was taped tight and surprisingly heavy.