:( After making a lovely list yesterday that included teaching our sweet dog to do some nice obedience and trick things, and being AT THE LIBRARY checking out dog traiing books...
I get a call from Henry that he's GONE.
:(
He broke his leash while on a walk w/ Henry and ran.
He ran into the woods.
And we couldn't find him.
He has tags with our info and is microchipped, and we put up a ton of flyers. I've listed him on every website I can find as a lost pet, and when the shelters/vets are open we're taking more flyers to notify all of them as well. Shortly we're gonna go looking for him again.
But I'm still paralyzed at the thought that he may never come back.
I had like 3 dreams last night of finding him. Two different real locations, and one totally bogus imaginary place. So I don't think any of them were visionary, although we're likely to cover the two real locations during our search today anyway.
I got bit by 3 imaginary dogs in my last dream last night while searching for Roscoe. But I did find him in every dream. Maybe that's a sign? Or just a sign of denial?
I'm totally heartbroken. We've only had him for almost 3 weeks, but he's been our entire focus these weeks and we totally and completely love him. I was crying SO MUCH yesterday and last night. I didn't shed ONE SINGLE TEAR when our apartment was broken into and our STUFF taken. This is so completely different.
Henry is worse because he ran while HE was walking him and he feels to blame and also feels like Roscoe ran away FROM HIM. This dog was ATTACHED AT HIS HIP ALL THE TIME WE HAD HIM. He would whine and cry if he left the room for more than a couple minutes. When he came back he'd whip himself into a happy frenzy -- the only time I ever saw him try to jump up on someone. There is no way this dog did not love Henry entirely. I really cannot comprehend why he didn't come back to him. Neither can Henry and it's killing him.
After the horrible breakin, all the work we did helping Roscoe get better over Christmas vacation (he had a hard time with new people), all the things we've acquired to make our home a good one for him (quality dog food, dog bed, crate, bowls, leash, a ton of treats, toys (that he thus far ignores), so not just a money investment, but a huge time and emotional investment...
We just feel so empty and deserted.
Can anyone offer any hope? We're worried that although many dogs may run away and come back after a few days, he might not be able to find his way. What with the woods and not being home for very long total since we got him... but he is a hound mix (some kind of beagle)? But it also STORMED last night. *sigh*
Also if anyone is the praying type, please lend a prayer that our sweet Roscoe will be safely returned to us -- whether we find him, he finds us, or someone finds him and brings him to us, it does not matter. We just want him safe and HOME.