Apr
Dogs
Posted in General | No Comments »One of my dogs, Shea, has been missing for over 36 hours. It’s the not knowing that is getting to me. G and I have looked virtually everywhere within a mile radius of our home. My dogs have gotten out before, but they always come home. Until now
My dogs are part of my family. They are my babies. They are my companions. They each have a unique personality and I find it endless fascinating to watch them interact with each other.
G and I got Shea, along with his sister Riley, as our first anniversary gift to each other. This year, they turned 10. Amber joined the mix a few years ago and then I impulsively bought Crystal. Shea, Riley and Amber are all Chows. Crystal is the psycho puppy — she’s a Husky. I love my babies.
In our search for Shea, G and I split up and each visited the county animal shelter. I had never been to a shelter before. It was an absolutely heart-wrenching, painful experience. There were big dogs, small dogs, puppies and seniors. Some were napping, some were barking and some were whining. They all had one thing in common: they came to their gate and begged to be loved. Oh, they broke my heart.
There was a mother with her ten puppies. There were the six puppies all sleeping on top of each other. There were three smaller dogs with one so desperate for attention that she jumped in front of the others and pushed them out of the way. All the while, I searched in vain for Shea.
As I looked at those pitiful, sweet faces and dreamed of taking them all home, I couldn’t get over how many of them there were. We’ve all heard the stories of homeowners who abandoned their pets along with their homes. I just don’t get how anyone can do that. I guess desperate measures for desperate times. It’s not something I could even fathom doing.
My dogs, like I said, are an integral part of my family. And right now, my family is fractured. I just want to know. If Shea was bitten by a rattlesnake or met up with a hungry coyote, I just want to know. If someone has him, I hope they see our signs and call us so we can have him back.
In the meanwhile, I’m trying to keep my hope up while I dry the tears that just keep flowing. I know that the next time I get a new dog, the first place I will go is the shelter because there are just so many there longing for a home.