The new pup gave us quite the scare this weekend. He found a hole in the fence and disappeared. We eventually recovered him after three hours of frantic searching.
I hadn’t realized that there was a big enough breach in the fence for a dog to escape. I realize now a horse could have escaped from that corner. Me on foot, my wife by car and one son by bike headed out in a search pattern throughout the neighborhood. The other son manned the phones at the homestead.
It was an emotionally intense search because Buoy hadn’t gotten any identification tags yet, no microchip, nothing. Even if someone did find them they couldn’t call us and we’d probably have to wait to check with animal control if he didn’t return on his own.
Finally our daughter suggested to check on Craigslist and see if anyone found a pup. My wife checked the listings and someone had listed a Buoy-like descriptive post. A very nice lady rescued him from traffic and gave him some water while sending out a virtual bat signal via the internet. Oh modern times, how I love thee.
Today the hole in the fence line is patched. (I actually patched it with a cat on the other side, Sorry Sandy Cat. He found another path.) The pup had a trip to the vet this morning to get a check up and shots. I’ll have him scheduled for a micro-chip and a neutering this week. He has a nice new shiny dog tag engraved with has name and two phone numbers.
Hopefully this will be the last of any adventures of this scale. But he’s a rascal.
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