I asked the fire chief if he would please notify the Fire Marshal at that time because I just thought that's what Mark and Sherry would want done.

They were all lost, including adults and puppies.

The boy said he'd seen a light on at the kennel. I walked into the front room and looked across the drive there and seen this big orange glow, and I saw that the kennel was on fire, demanded both the kids get there clothes on, called 911 immediately, and I was here within three minutes. When I got here, the kennel was totally engulfed in flames.

He didn't sound as frantic like I thought he should. He said oh no like he knew something was going to happen other than the fire like he knew he was going in trouble.

I don't know I thought we had a good guy living next door, he had everyone fooled.

I don't believe in worrying. It's a waste of energy.