Yesterday, I gave up. I came to grips with the fact that we’d never see our buddy again. The day before, I broke down and sobbed…a few times. Today? Well, as much as I’d like to kick myself for not having enough faith…there’s too much joy in all our hearts to worry about it for now. Think I’m nuts? Probably.
Nine days ago, our family dog (Sasha) went missing. I took her out for her morning run and her lead broke. She’s fast. Thankfully, it had snowed, so I set off right behind her, as fast as I could (in pajamas and slip on shoes) and tracked her to one of the local roads. And then….nothing. Called and called for her, nothing. The rest of the family came out and called for her, and still nothing. Not. A. Blasted. Thing. NUTS. Those of you who have pets or kids or grandkids or anything that means lots and lots to you….imagine if it just vanished. But, since she ran before, we weren’t too worried….yet. We drove a bit, and called for her, went back and called some more…called and called, searched and searched. The next day? Started putting the word out. Facebook, local vets, the dog warden, the police, local rescues, anyone we could think of that had ANYTHING to do with pets and animals. Guess what we heard? Nothing.
Searched the woods near our house at least every other day, called and called and have hundreds of people watching for her on their daily commute. Anywhere we went, we looked for her. Got tips from local rescues and humane trappers, did those….still nothing. 2-3 days in and still nothing, and your stomach feels awful and you’re just at your wit’s end….can’t think about anything else…in the meantime it snowed, and turned REALLY cold…..and you haven’t even seen tracks that you can be sure are hers.
Here we are, 9 days later. Despite all the encouragement, despite all the wonderful people who literally spent HOURS searching for her or helping to search for her….nothing. We put all the toys away, tidied her bed, put the leashes away too….and a strange number pops up on the phone. They found a dog and it had our number on the tag….it was the guys who work at the local quarry, where she was hanging out, at least for a while (she was filthy before her bath!).
So…long story short, Sasha found her way home, through the kindness of strangers and the prayers of many. I’ll never be able to thank everyone who helped us by name, but to Jeri, John, Susan, Kendra, Gayle, Sonya, Robin, Amy, Lynn and Abbie – THANK YOU. You’ve been patient, amazing and supportive, and we don’t know how to say thank you for that. To Emily and Kath, who we haven’t even met yet…your kindness blew us away.
Sasha was checked by the vet this morning (also thanks to Annville-Cleona Vet Associates, they were AMAZING through all this….went beyond the call and were awesomely supportive) and appears to be super skinny, but otherwise unharmed. Blood tests will tell us more in a few days, if there’s anything we need to worry about, but for right now, she gets all the love, warmth (Sasha is still shivering, curled up next to me on a heated blanket) and treats she can handle.
THANK YOU to everyone for all you’ve done. Also…if you’re on Facebook, go check out the Find Toby in PA page. Its one more great resource.
There are no words. We’re SHOCKED, grateful and so very happy. Thank you.
She was returned by quarry workers, who were waiting in their truck when we got to the designated spot. She was sitting on the one guy’s lap, just happy as could be. She’d already eaten an entire tube of crackers, and I’m guessing she’ll get little bits of treats from all of us all day. 🙂
Updated: Awww…the guy who found her called back to make sure she’s ok. Apparently they were out working, and she came RUNNING to them. Surprised the heck out of them a bit, so they took her to the warm shed and called us. Still VERY thankful they were willing to do that.