Dog Gone. Heart Broke.
He strolled in to our life one hot summer afternoon last year. He was dirty and limping and looking for a drink. I knew right away that he’d be staying for a while.
Seems our lot in life is taking in the homeless…pets that is. They consist of a menagerie, from a coon hound that apparently left the hunt because she’s terrified of loud noise. Then one prize sample that we kept from the litter of eight that she blessed us with two days after our wedding. We also have a pound kitty that we adopted for Christmas several years back.
Last summer’s traveler found us, so we took him in, gave him a meal and a bath and named him Jack. Turned out he had heartworm, the second of our adoptees that we have had treated. He also had never been neutered, so we fixed that too, to encourage him to stay close to his new home. Jack appears to be a full blooded blue heeler. He’s very energetic and loves to chase balls and ride in the truck and go to the men’s club with his new dad.
Late Saturday afternoon, Jack ran away. No explanation, before he even had his dinner. He likes to visit the next door neighbors and believes, as all of our pets do, that their yard is just an extension of ours. He went there and kept on going and as darkness fell and we sat on the deck in the night air, we waited and worried that some ill fate crossed his path and we might never see him again. It was a fretful night.
Sunday was Mother’s Day and I rallied to have lunch with my dear sweet mother, did some gardening, and tried to focus on something other than Jack. After being gone for the entire night, it seemed hopeless. Mr. V dog daddy extraordinaire, kept the faith, searching the neighborhood for some answer. Finally by late afternoon he started going door to door. My best Mother’s day surprise was that he found Jack at the neighbors just down the road where he’d had dinner and a sleep over. Glory Be and how happy I was to see him. Guess we’ll be keeping a closer eye on that scoundrel, but glad to know he was just being neighborly and not looking for a new home. He also seemed pretty happy to see us.
He strolled in to our life one hot summer afternoon last year. He was dirty and limping and looking for a drink. I knew right away that he’d be staying for a while.
Seems our lot in life is taking in the homeless…pets that is. They consist of a menagerie, from a coon hound that apparently left the hunt because she’s terrified of loud noise. Then one prize sample that we kept from the litter of eight that she blessed us with two days after our wedding. We also have a pound kitty that we adopted for Christmas several years back.
Last summer’s traveler found us, so we took him in, gave him a meal and a bath and named him Jack. Turned out he had heartworm, the second of our adoptees that we have had treated. He also had never been neutered, so we fixed that too, to encourage him to stay close to his new home. Jack appears to be a full blooded blue heeler. He’s very energetic and loves to chase balls and ride in the truck and go to the men’s club with his new dad.
Late Saturday afternoon, Jack ran away. No explanation, before he even had his dinner. He likes to visit the next door neighbors and believes, as all of our pets do, that their yard is just an extension of ours. He went there and kept on going and as darkness fell and we sat on the deck in the night air, we waited and worried that some ill fate crossed his path and we might never see him again. It was a fretful night.
Sunday was Mother’s Day and I rallied to have lunch with my dear sweet mother, did some gardening, and tried to focus on something other than Jack. After being gone for the entire night, it seemed hopeless. Mr. V dog daddy extraordinaire, kept the faith, searching the neighborhood for some answer. Finally by late afternoon he started going door to door. My best Mother’s day surprise was that he found Jack at the neighbors just down the road where he’d had dinner and a sleep over. Glory Be and how happy I was to see him. Guess we’ll be keeping a closer eye on that scoundrel, but glad to know he was just being neighborly and not looking for a new home. He also seemed pretty happy to see us.
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