Yesterday, I had to drop by the mall to return a shirt that I had ordered online. By the time I got out of there, it was 6:20, and I knew I wouldn’t have much time to see Viv before she went to bed.
I took the quickest route home, which in this case, didn’t involve much highway. I was traveling along a stretch of road that comes from a large town to my small city when a little animal ran in front of my car. I slammed on the breaks, and saw a golden long hair chihuahua-mix running on the side of the road. While it was by no means a busy road, it is well-traveled, and not well-lit. I did a few U-turns, trying to coax the dog to me, but it always darted in the other direction. My high beams got a work out from me flashing all of the other cars to slow the hell down!
I watched it dash back and forth a few times, and my heart kept bursting. Luke and Lacey have gotten out before, and while they have never been “lost”, it is a terrifying experience to have your dog running away from you.
I finally drove ahead of the dog, and pulled my car to a dead-end area where the dog was running to. The road extension runs up against a huge stone wall, and now the dog was running along the wall. It’s obviously terrified, and started huddling in this small corner in the snow.
I kept my distance for a bit, and tried to get the dog to come to me. no dice. When i started to approach, it darted for a white picket fence. and tried to go through it. and got stuck. So here I am, in a skirt, nylons, and high heels, feeling terrible b/c not only did I almost hit this dog, I have now cornered it in an attempt to save him, and now he’s stuck in a fence!
After a little pulling (and growling from him – great!), I was able to free him. I scooped him up in my arms, and ooooh the cute! He was a chunky dog, so I knew he couldn’t be a stray (I figured this out when I got a little closer– he was well-groomed too).
I popped him in the back of my car, and he nestled right on the seat, happy as a clam. I pulled up to our house, called the Man, and figured out a strategy. He would put our dogs outside, and I would come in and put the dog in the bathroom.
Shortly after I came home, we called the police station non-emergency line to tell them what was going on. In our experience, the local shelters close at night, so calling animal control isn’t as practical. The Man talked to the police dispatcher, who said that someone did recently call in about a missing dog. The description sounded similar, so we gave the police our address, and were told we would hear back.
Meanwhile, our dogs are back in the house, completely oblivious to the intruder in their house! The dog was cowering the bathroom between the tub and sink (door closed, obviously). I happened to go outside to get my purse, etc. out, see a car pull up, and a very worried man step out. we looked at each other, and he said “the dog?!”
My heart started to burst I was so happy! I told him I would be right out with him, grabbed the munchkin, and brought him outside to a VERY relieved mommy and daddy! His name was Cooper. Cooper’s mom offered us money, which we obviously refused. We told them how we’re dog lovers, and if something like this ever happened to our pups, we’d be devastated. And then me and Cooper’s mommy hugged. haha
I felt like I was floating on air the rest of the night. I was so thankful that all of the random deviations in my schedule (the mall, the road travelled) helped me not only make someone else happy, but to make me feel happy as well.
Thanks for visiting with us Cooper!