Because I decided I was participating in NaBloPoMo again this year, I am making myself write something today even though I am not at all in the mood. This last week at work was a brutal one. I put in more hours than I am used to and can’t really get the work-related problems out of my brain. This is not usually an issue for me as I am very good at separating my work life from my personal life. It’s a rule I have. Unfortunately, every now and then, little things sneak through. Right now I want nothing more than to snuggle on the couch with my puppy and a glass of wine. Maybe watch a ridiculously cheesy movie on television, like Air Bud Spikes Back, which is currently on one of my channels.
Has anyone seen it? It sounds goofy and IMDb only gives it 3.9 stars. But it features a lovely volleyball-playing golden retriever. How can you go wrong?
I am also worried for a friend. Last night I found out her foster dog went missing. They have yet to find her. While I have confidence in the people searching for her and I know somehow she will get home safely, I can’t help but worry. It might seem silly to some. I have never met this dog nor her foster human. But I can’t get them out of my mind. Even if I haven’t spoken to her in person, I know she is suffering right now and I am much too far away to help. All I can do is think and worry and hope.
Almost every day I hear about dogs lost in my city through updates from the Nova Scotia Lost Dog Network. Run by a small group of very dedicated volunteers, the network exists to help reunite dogs with their humans. From what I have seen, they do an amazing job. The local dog community is a giving one in so many ways. People who don’t even know the missing dog will drop everything to go on a search throughout the night. I remember how the whole city seemed to get together last winter when a greyhound went missing just days after she was adopted from a rescue. When it was announced the dog was finally found a week later, the entire room I was in at the time seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.
I guess the thing is, dog lovers know the nightmare of losing a canine companion can happen to anyone, at any time. It doesn’t matter how careful one is. I had to go through the experience far too many times with my escape artist of a childhood dog. It never got easier. It is inspiring to have witnessed how people will literally crawl through bushes in the middle of the night, braving sleep deprivation and nasty bugs. I know people who have taken days off work just to continue the search for a missing puppy. A puppy they haven’t even seen in the flesh. It’s incredible what love will do.
Amazingly, no matter how many times our wandering Siberian got out of the yard, we always got her back. I know my friend will get her dog back too. It just pains me that I can’t get out there to join the efforts. Miles away I sit here with crossed fingers, refreshing Facebook, and cuddling my own dog, grateful she is home where she belongs.
ETA: If you are in the Minnesota area, more information on the lost dog can be found on No Dog About It. Lady is a beautiful Sheltie who is afraid of people. If you spot her, please let Mel at No Dog About It know.