So, taking a moment of rest late this morning to read news online, I checked Craig’s List for the third time, to see if anyone might have lost the Found Hound. Depressing, all these people with muttley pups and kittens from unspayed pets, trying to give them away for free…and while you’re at it, will you take the mother, too? Feeling overwhelmed, I was just about to click out of there when my eye was caught by this heading:
I have lost my dog (with a zip code right next to mine)
Click on that and find…
I lost my dog her name is Angel she is a cream colored German Shepperd and Chow mix she was not wearing a collar. She is 16yrs old and can’t hear very well and she decided to venture away from home. Please if you have seen her or have her I really miss her very much and would love for her to come home. If there is anything you know please call me at 888-765-4321 and please only call if your serious. Thank you Crystal
Holy mackerel! That fit Orphant Annie to a T! Called the number: no answer. E-mailed the Yahoo address, attaching a photo. A few hours later, phone rings. A young voice says the photo looks just like her dog. She says she was at the shelter Tuesday noon and didn’t see the dog; I said the guy showed up at my house to pick up the dog right about that time.
So she said she would try to retrieve her dog. Haven’t heard anything more from her. I hope she found her Angel/Orphant Annie and that they hadn’t put the dog down because of its extreme age.
Where she said she lived is about a mile and a half from the park, as the crow flies. But the road she lives on does not follow the crow’s route. It breaks for about a quarter mile between the canal and Central Avenue. To get to the park, the dog would have had to follow quite a circuitous route, and she would have had to cross over the canal. To get to a crossing, she would have had to go a half-mile north or south and a quarter mile west. Then she would have had to walk along and then cross over a seven-lane main drag, possibly in the middle of rush hour. She probably walked somewhere between two and three miles.
Think of that. A 16-year-old large-breed dog is about the equivalent of an 80-year-old human. Imagine your 80-year-old great-grandmother making her way across two or three miles of urban streets in 90-degree heat.
Must be one tough dog.
Update
Crystal just e-mailed to say she found Angel and now has her home with the family. So! A happy ending.
🙂
Yea!!! I love happy endings!
That is such great news. Thanks for updating.
Oh I’m glad she was reunited with her owner 🙂
A dog I had long ago was lost once (she got out during a storm, right after we had moved) and I searched for her, placed ads, and checked the pound every other day for 6 months. The day after I gave up checking, the pound called to tell me that my *other* dog had been found.
I couldn’t figure out how my 2nd dog could possibly have gotten out, but went directly to the pound anyway. Apparently I’d put the wrong tag on my real lost dog, and the pound had just picked her up 6 months later. Despite being old, crotchety, and extremely unfriendly to strangers, she made it home 🙂
Hurray. Sometimes the system works. Thanks to you for rescuing that dog and making the return to her family possible. I guess it was worth cleaning up a few spots off the floor, huh?
Yay!
Typing more so my comment isn’t too short.
LOL! When your floor is all tile, a little dog pee doesn’t do much harm. 😉
I was so happy to read this. I knew that dog looked loved in the picture, and now her age explains why she had some physical ailments. I’m so glad she’s home. Thank you for taking care of her and your diligence for getting her reunited with her family.
I hope your assumptions about human nature have changed. Looks like the dog wasn’t “dumped in the park”. Just old and infirm and hence incontinent, but loved very much by her owner.
@ Mark: The facts that a dog that was too sick to have walked far, was not of the breed likely to be dwelling in the very upscale houses around the park, and that no one claimed it after signs were posted all over the park are not relevant to my assumptions about human nature.
Money Beagle kindly forwarded a comment that wouldn’t get through some strange setting in Funny’s comment program. Here it is!
From Money Beagle
That’s awesome. I’m sure she must have been worried sick. I know a
couple of years ago one of the cats wandered out the front door and we
didn’t notice until it was around dinner and he wasn’t around (he’s a
beggar). It was a frantic couple of hours combing the area for him.
Finally, around dusk, we sort of took a break and were standing on the
deck wondering where he might be and we heard a sound that sounded
like a baby crying. My wife and I both said what an unhappy baby that
must be until we both looked at each other with realization that it
was the cat, finally getting scared with the dark settling. We were
able to track him down to a wooded area a couple doors down. That was
only a few hours and it sucked, so I can’t imagine how it would be if
they disappear for days like that.
Nice work on being the doggy’s guardian angel during it’s missing time.