Y’all. This has been a highly emotional evening. There will be no regular style post or Fabulous Friday link-up this week. The time I had set aside for getting this week’s post together was spent looking for my sweet Mina.
When I arrived home from the office I spoke to Spencer for a few minutes and then went to say hello to my sweet girl, as I do every day if she hasn’t already greeted me at the door. Now that she is 14, she doesn’t meet me like she did in the past and usually is curled up on her little leopard chaise lounge napping. Today she wasn’t there. Nor was she in her other typical napping spots. I asked Spence if he had let her out, and he said “No.” After we couldn’t find her inside, we both went into panic mode once he remembered he had gone out to his truck soon after arriving home and the possibility she followed him without his knowledge was a strong possibility. He hit the streets in the neighborhood and I walked into the woods behind my property which has always intrigued her. I gave up hope on the woods because they are just too vast and joined him around the neighborhood. Spence ran across a neighbor with a clue she had been picked up by a concerned citizen who was going door to door asking if she belonged to anyone. Mina is an inside dog and is typically never out of our sight. When we take her out in public we always make sure she has on her tags, etc., but while at home leave them off because they irritate her.
Anyway, this neighbor told us the person who picked her up was going to the closest vet to let see if she had a microchip and report her being found. We went to the vet and thankfully she had left her phone number. We called Ashley, left her a voicemail and hit the streets again. As we were going door to door we received a call back and were able to identify the found dog as Mina. Praise, God! It turned out the person who found her (Ashley) happened to work near our neighborhood, but actually lived a town over, and had taken her home for the night. When Ashley called her husband earlier to tell him about her predicament, he told her she could not be bringing home stray dogs. Ashley insisted this little dog Belonged to someone and she could not just leave her on the street. She had to literally stop in the road to avoid hitting her, as Mina was trying to walk across it. When she stopped her car, Mina laid down and would not move. I told her it didn’t surprise me, as the only thing Mina associates cars with is a fun ride to take her somewhere. “Oh, my chauffeur has finally arrived! Now pick me up and take me wherever we are going, as I am not accustomed to walking.” We arranged a destination point and I was reunited with my baby girl again. Many tears were cried on my side. Mina was all joy and wriggling happiness to see me. I am so grateful with all of my heart for the kindness Ashley bestowed on my sweet, baby girl. I am also grateful for the helpfulness of our neighbors, the vet’s office, and Spencer, who felt dreadful about the whole situation. I am still shaken when I think of what could have happened and the fact she was taken to another town and the chances of us being reunited would have been far reduced.
When Mina was a puppy micro-chipping was still pretty new, so it wasn’t strongly encouraged by our vet. Over the years as it became more of the norm, I still didn’t think much about it because she has always been an inside dog and when she is outside we are always by her side. You can be sure I will be making an appointment tomorrow with her vet to have one inserted. Hopefully she will live for another 2 – 3 years and I just want to enjoy every moment with her without another heartbreaking panic attack. For tonight and tomorrow, and the next day, and the next (!), I just want to snuggle with her and give her my love. If your pet does not already have a microchip, I highly advise you do this for them and their safety, as well as your peace of mind.