I called, I yelled, I drove around, all to no avail. We went to bed finally but I was up at 4:00 a.m. to make another check outside. Nothing. At 6:00 a.m. Sparky started barking and I shot out of bed, hoping to find him camped out in the open kennel or in the back end of the van that I left open last night. Still no Diesel.
After daylight I made another tour of the local roads. Finally I came back home and posted Diesel's picture on the Lost and Found Pets of Fluvanna Virginia page on Facebook. It was shared widely within minutes and it wasn't long before I had a call from the Fluvanna County SPCA. Diesel had been picked up on Rt. 15, where he would likely have been hit. He had spent the night in her backyard kennel and I went over to pick him up. He was fine but seemed happy to see a familiar face.
I walked Diesel (right), Hugh and Fanny (left) |
Maya wanted to lead our walk, but she also wanted to make sure I was following. |
Hugh (Clay's brother) on the left with Fanny. That's Clay on the right with Maya. |
This evening I set up the last of our really large, giant sized crates in the kitchen for Diesel. I want him within sight at all times until I'm sure that he's sure that this is his home.
Fanny walks nicely on a leash. |
Merry freakin Christmas |
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