GPS

Lady is still on her walk about, and now I know that she is without her tags. She got spooked at the groomers and got out of her collar, and ran off. She does have the micro chip in her. But that only does any good if the people who find her know about this technology and take her in to a vet's office.

Calls have been made to the vets in the area, the animal control shelters, and the newspapers and radio stations. Even the police department has been called.

When the police department was called, Mom Batman explained that Lady had the micro chip in her, and if she was found she could be scanned at the vets and all her information would be readily available.

Seriously, without missing a beat, the gentleman she was talking to on the phone, asked her, "If she has the microchip in her neck, can't you just turn on the GPS tracking and find her?"

Damn, why didn't we think of that?

ETA: For those of you wondering, it doesn't work that way. There is no GPS in those microchips. The dog's owner's contact information is encoded on the chip and it can only be read by certain types of scanners.

The Grand Adventure Continues

No, that's not Lady, but it looks like Lady, or rather, she looks like that beauty there. And she's still missing.

The possibilities are endless. The collar could have gotten caught and come off and no one knows who she is. Someone could have seen her beside the high way and taken her home with them. Maybe she had a hot date and well, is nursing a hang over (but you would think she would have waited until after the day at the spa instead of leaving before the beauty treatment).

All I know is that Batman and Scooter have lost their baby, their best friend, and they just can't seem to climb out of the doom and gloom funk they are in.

Batman got up and left the house at 4:30 this morning and drove the LONG way to work, down the semi major highway by the groomer's looking for her. The bad news? He didn't find her. The good news? He didn't find her. There is still hope.

They don't want hope, they want Lady back. I hope she's having a grand adventure where ever she is, but damn bitch can't you call home and let everyone know you're ok?

Freedom hurts those left behind

She's been gone all day, found a way to experience the world and took it. The problem is, in her haste to run fast and free, she forgot who she was leaving behind.

The world will be a new and strange and scary place tonight, and who will be there to hear her cries? Those she left behind will be at home waiting and watching, and she will have no clue how to find her way back to them.

Lady is out there somewhere, and for whatever reason, can not get back to Batman and Scooter. They have spent the day looking for her, but to no avail. They are done for the day, and are going home. Their hearts are heavy, fearing the worst. Not knowing for sure, and hoping against all hope that someone finds her and calls them.

I can't make this better. I can't fix it, I can't take the hurt away, or ease the heaviness in their hearts. I can't dry the tears they haven't shed yet, but I can cry my own for them, with them. Not that it will do any good.

Come Home Lady. Come home soon. They miss you and love you and need you.

Finder of Lost Dogs

Is my life really this boring? I have nothing today either. Other than Scooter's dog went in for a day at the salon (yeah, she went to the groomers today) and got away from them. Batman, Scooter, Mom Batman and who ever else they could find, are frantically trying to find Lady. *sigh* With a somewhat major highway close by, that, of course, is their biggest concern.