Mom had a a little black dog named TuTu and my dad was a retired railroad electrician. One night TuTu could not be found anywhere – my mom was distraught. She called John & I to come over to look for the dog. – We were quite the sight – dad led the search party with his railroad light shining a long beam of light into the darkness — and we all took turns calling into the night Tuuuuu Tuuuuuu Tuuuuuu Tuuuuuu. When we came back to the house – to plan our next course of action – we followed the sound of what we thought was scratching – it led us to the fruit cellar – where poor TuTu was trapped for the last hour. Mom didn’t know she had followed her into the cellar and there she remained until we gave up the search.