The Dog

December 14, 2011 at 7:18 pm 4 comments

Holy cow, back from the dead and failed to update about my run away dog.

If there is one thing we know about our little man it is that he knows where his supper bowl is.  He is easily distracted, imagines himself a fearsome hunter…but in the end, he’s a house dog.   When he hadn’t returned by nightfall, we started canvassing the neighborhood, we put up flyers and we waited some more.  The neighbors in our new place are all dog people, so everyone was looking for Walker but there was no sign of him for over a week.

One night we stopped at the Exxon outside our neighborhood intending to get gas (duh) and put up one of our flyers.  There hanging on the window was a Found Dog flyer with a picture of our dog!  The girl inside the convenience store knew who dropped it off and gave us their phone number.  We called and called and called.  We left messages, we went back to the Exxon to find that the people who had dropped off the flyer had never returned.  She gave us a description of their truck and a general idea of where they lived.  So Pap drove around until he found the truck, knocked on the door and heard Walker barking his head off.  He waited there until the homeowner showed up.  You should have heard the excuses!  The guy even tried to pull out the “my little boys will be so sad to see him go” card.  Pfft…dog thief.

A few days later we figured out how our dog managed to escape the neighborhood so fast we lost him.  The owner of the land behind our house raises long horned cows, they often come down to the fence that divides our two properties to graze.  Our little dog loves those cows, and is small enough to slip under the fence.  Which he did.  From that point he had to have run toward the barn instead of toward home which would have got him to the road where we walk him.  If the guy in the truck would have left him alone, he would have trotted on home.

Anyway, Walker is home and no worse for wear.


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4 Comments Add your own

  • 1. Dave  |  December 15, 2011 at 11:16 am

    Thats the thing we animals , you get so attached, which really is the right and proper thing. Good to hear that he’s safe and well.

  • 2. guyana gyal  |  December 17, 2011 at 10:54 pm

    Why did he steal the dog when there are so many abandoned ones wanting a home? Shees.

    Have you ever seen the video of the dog that used to run away from home everyday, have bar-b-cue with a neighbour, then trot home later?

  • 3. katcampbell  |  December 18, 2011 at 8:39 am

    Thanks Dave, he had an adventure for sure!

    GG: Crazy people, that’s all I can say about those folks. LOL, regarding the bbq dog, I haven’t seen that video.

  • 4. Hayden  |  January 29, 2012 at 9:00 pm

    Oh, I’m so relieved to read this, Kat! Losing a dog is close to losing a family member. Truth be told, I spend a whole lot more time with my dog than with most of my family, so even that priority is in question. Does that make me a sick puppy? Whatever. Drop the comparisons, they’re unfair.

    Bottom line, lose a pet-friend and it leaves an awful hole in one’s life.


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