|09-04-2014 12:00 PM|
Being a BC/GSD mix, I can just imagine her jumping capabilities.
She sounds like such a cool dog, but with her tendencies, I would have had a head full of gray hair within about a month!
Yes, when you find out they are missing or someone may have found them, you just want to put the pedal to the floor and leave it there. In your case, you actually did, lol.
She is actually my husband's dog, and because I have always been more attracted to bigger dogs, I wasn't sure how involved I'd be with her.
Somewhere along the way, she managed to secure a very special place in my heart.
Whether it was laughing till I cried, watching her as a puppy go running at top speed, jumping & slamming herself into a lawn chair which then tipped back precariously with her (she would do this over & over) or just watching this little 42 lb. girl boss around beasts inside a pen that weigh like a gazillion more pounds than she does-well, let's just say I got hooked hard.
Really enjoyed your story-especially the "found" part...
|09-04-2014 10:20 AM|
My lost/found dog story....
Back a few(dozen or so) years ago I had a BC/GSD mix named Katy. Katy was prone to walkabouts. Fences were a mere suggestion to her, doors as well. Smart and athletic, not much kept her hemmed up.
Well, at the time I was dating someone that lived in Florida and I had gone to Florida to see her. I had a friend come stay at my house and care for Katy while I was gone. Good friend from high school, he brought his GSD over and stayed here the whole time.
I got a call from said friend one evening, friend said Katy had decided to wander off and she had been gone about 2 hours. Not unusual for her. I asked he call me back when she came home. Didn't get a call that night, so I called in the morning and asked what time she dragged her butt home. A slight pause said it all, she had stayed out all night, sort of odd for her. So, I decided to wait one more day as it wasn't unprecedented for her to have a ladies night out.
Friend called and said no Katy, so I packed up and headed out. I was livid, sad and sacred all at the same time. I found out my car topped out at 168 miles an hour right outside Atlanta, little turbo just spinning it's brains out. Got home in excellent time. Thinking the distinctive sound of my car would bring her out of hiding I fully expected to see her come slinking home.
Nope. Nothing. I put up hundreds of posters and went door to door for a whole day asking people if they had seen her. Nothing. Very sad brembo.
10 days later at work my cellular rang, not a number I knew, said hello and a lady said Katy was stealing her dogs food at night. WHAT? WHERE? The address was about 10 miles from my house. I hopped in my car, told my boss I'd be back when I got back and jetted off. My office then was 27 miles from my house, the place where Katy was clocked in at 25 miles. I made it in 15 minutes. My tires were smoking, my brakes were glowing. The lady said "I thought you said you were in the city". I replied "yeah, I was..."
Katy was hiding near the ladies house, and when she heard my car come screaming up the road she darted out into the driveway and ran into the side of the car. I jumped out and opened the door and she crawled into the passenger side footwell and curled up. I thanked the lady PROFUSELY chatted a few moments and then went home. Tears of joy, big whopping bellows of pure relief. Got home, gave her a bath and good going over. That little adventure ended her walkabout days. I sent the lady a Heavenly Ham and a gift card.
That dog was a menace. A true heart dog but man did she ever try my patience at times.
|09-04-2014 09:55 AM|
We're having a storm roll thru right now, and all my dogs are velcro'd to me. They aren't real fearful of storms, but want to be right next to me.
|09-04-2014 02:56 AM|
We hear compliments all of the time about how beautiful and unusual looking she is. That did kinda make me wonder if someone took her...
She must have done an Olympic sprint as soon as she heard the thunder!
Going to have to keep an eye on her...
|09-04-2014 02:46 AM|
It would just be amazing to get your dog back after 6 months!! Your SIL probably had given up hope...
Seven days doesn't sound like a long time, but feels like an eternity when you are imagining the worst.
I am so thankful that Hans pays absolutely no attention to storms.
BTW- so glad Karlo is doing better!!
He has such a huge cheering section behind him!
|09-03-2014 10:40 PM|
|ksotto333||Such a great happy ending story...she's beautiful.|
|09-03-2014 10:31 PM|
So glad this ended happily. My sister-in-law had a very unique looking white pyr mix that went missing for 6 months. She ended up in a shelter as a stray and a friend noticed her and they were reunited, but there was no backstory in her several months of being on the lam....it was a storm that had her take off too.
She was a 6 month old stray when SIL adopted her out of a kill shelter, maybe a storm the first time was the reason for her ending up there. This was long before microchips or internet helping in ID'ing. If only they could talk!
|09-03-2014 09:29 PM|
I can't even imagine having a lost pet that close to a busy freeway.
So glad you got them both back.
She seems ok, just exhausted from her journey.
Don't you wish you could ask them, exactly what made them take off and what did they go through while gone?
Well, maybe not what they went through...
She seems to be back to her old self, immediately grabbing her favorite tug toy this morning, insisting someone play.
|09-03-2014 09:06 PM|
Oh wow, I know that sick feeling very well, I'm so glad you got her back safe! Nearly a week though, that's rough.
Our first GSD Sneaker was lost for two days and that was harrowing enough, especially since she'd been sighted near and then on the side of the freeway. My old kitty Punkin was missing for 5 days once and I was sure I'd never see her again, but she finally came home. Tired, dirty, and hungry, but okay.
|09-03-2014 08:40 PM|
Thanks. I totally get where you are coming from and if it does storm she is let in our basement.
That particular day was sunny and beautiful out. If it is dark and begins to get windy, I anticipate the need to see if she is getting scared and put her up.
If it only rumbles a couple of times, she generally just gets on the porch and is fine. It never did storm at all that day. Someone fairly close by was getting some weather, but not us.
I am assuming it was the thunder, even though a couple of days before taking off, she had been running to one area of the woods next to the house and doing that little warning bark that sounds like "Buh! Buh!
There's a ridge beyond that with a lot of animal activity. Just about every kind of critter you can imagine comes through. There are trail camera pictures in our area of Bobcats. Coyotes are plentiful.
I'll never really know for sure and what truly scares me is...once it thundered I got up and went straight to the window (in the door). Not sure how to get to her any quicker than that
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