Let me just preface this post by saying this afternoon was a roller coaster.
12:00 pm – Get a call from a veterinary hospital 4 miles from my house telling me they found my dog Sadie running behind their office; HOWEVER, could not catch the Husky that was running around with her -.-
12:01 – Leave work to rush across town to pick up Sadie and search for Tundra.
12:05 – Call Chris to help me look for her.
12:20 – Pick up Sadie and start driving around looking for Tundra. It starts pouring rain outside.
1:00 – Call Dad to see if he can help. Keep driving around, start crying.
1:30 – See a dog on the side of the road – freak out. Not Tundra, but another lost dog (Aussie) on the side of the road in a field, in the pouring rain, eating grass.
1:32 – Call Chris to come get the poor dog.
1:40 – Take found dog to a nearby doggie daycare place. They agree to keep the dog for a few days. Think to myself that this good deed will bring us some luck. Keep crying.
2:00 – (Still looking for Tundra) Call Mom to see if she can help. She leaves work to come drive around.
2:15 – Drive back home, still looking for Tundra. Drop off Sadie, pee, grab a bite, and call animal shelters. Leave to keep looking.
3:30 – Still looking, decide to drive back home again looking for her. Dad calls and says he’s going to go look. Still crying.
3:40 – Decide to drive out to the shelter 25 mins away to see if she’s there.
4:05 – Arrive at shelter (which is technically closed), look through kennels and do not find her. Fill out a lost animal slip.
4:20 – Head back home. Cry more.
4:25 – Get a phone call from our neighbor, “umm, you’re Husky has been sitting outside your house for 30 minutes, do you want me to put her in your backyard?” Me: “WHAT!!?!?!”…….etc….etc.
4:30 – Keep being amazed that they ran at least 4 miles from our house, through neighborhoods and busy streets…and 5+ hours later she finds her way back home???
4:45 – Arrive home and snuggle the crap out of my dogs.