Cullman, AL
On my last blog I talked about the new beagle we adopted. Gravy. He is a sweetheart. Loves to be held.
Biscuit and Gravy got along well. Too well. On September 8 they both got on a scent. We have deer, turkeys, rabbits, squirrels, armadillos of the property. Hard to say what they had their noses to the ground on. They both took off for the woods. Biscuit never did this before. As they didn't come back and we couldn't find them, I put out a notice on the local Facebook page.
Six the next morning I got a text that a beagle was on the back porch of a house about a mile and a half away. We immediately drove to the house. It was Gravy. The search was on for Biscuit. So many people were helping. A gentleman with a drone, FB sites about lost and found dogs, friends who passed the information along. No siting's. No Biscuit. Leonard and I were frantic.
During this time we seldom left the house. No church, no senior centers, nothing. We searched and searched. On September 17 we both resigned to ourselves, he was gone.
We had some errands to do in town. While there we stopped at DQ for Blizzards. I got a text message. With a picture. Is this your Biscuit? YES. Will he come to me if I call him? YES. Will he let me pick him up and take him into our house? YES. We are on the way.
When we got there, he came bounding down the steps to Leonard. We all cried, including the kind young woman that found him. As it turned out, while in HS she was friends with our granddaughter, and we had met years ago.
He was found one half mile from home. Walking on our road. Toward our house. We were told to hang dirty laundry outside on trees, etc. every morning. Replacing them the next day. I did that. Dogs will pick up our scent. Is this what was happening?
He loved being home. And immediately went to his favorite spot on the porch.
About the clothes hanging on trees. I am missing one item. I forgot where I hung them. Missing is my PJ top. Maybe this wasn't the best item to hang in a wooded area.
I'll look again after the leaves fall.
Now about Gravy. We realized he will run off again. Doing what Beagles do, And take Biscuit with him. I tried to find him a home. Talked (pled with so many. ) No takers. We had talked to the local shelter. They would take him but not until the 26th. So, we continued to try to find him another home. Our temporary solution was to tether him outside several times a day. He was always so good while I hooked the leash. Then when I unhooked it, he would run right to the door to come in. He continued to follow me everywhere. He really is a sweet dog.
September 26 came around. With sadness and a few tears, we took him to the shelter. I hugged him goodbye. This was a 9 am . The next morning at 10 am, a shelter employee called to let me know they were doing paperwork for his adoption! He was there 25 hours and found a new home! The next day I saw a picture of Gravy and the young woman that fell in love with him as soon as she saw him. A happy ending for all.
Until next time.
