We are dog sitting for Carlsina and her hub, their dog's name is Gretchen. Gretchen is shall we say a little "special".
She's high strung, yes that's what we will call it, "highstrung"
Well Gretchen escaped, more like bolted after she ate a board in the fence, she was off and running.
She has been missing for 3 days. 3 days that I have spent worried, and in a funk.
Even though it wasn't my fault, I felt very responsible.
Responsible because I know that she is a loved pet, and if Maya went missing I would be utterly devastated.
WE looked all over Vancouver, to no avail. I called the Humane Society who instructed me that no dog fitting her description had been dropped off.
Today I went to the Humane society to look for myself. Gretchen was not there. But they did give me the number of someone who said they had found a "English Pointer"...well Gretchen is a "German Shorthair Pointer" so it was feasable it was her.
I called Ron, the kind finder of the dog, and it was her.
Gretchen greeted me with a bark and hopped in the car, like nothing had ever happened.
I started crying...I'm seeing a pattern here, that I'm a crier. But I was so happy and so relieved, that even now 4 hours later, I feel like I need a huge nap..but alas, children need rides and they don't drive.
GOD IS GOOD!
PLYMI (Pray like you mean it)