Don’t worry, there’s a happy ending!
If you’ve spoken to me for a minute or read approximately one page of my tumblr, you’d know that I’m obsessed with my dog. He’s been with me for 6 years across 2 continents and he’s seen me through the best of times and the worst of times.
My stomach dropped when I got the phone call on Friday night that he had run off from his group while the dogwalker was caring for one of the other dogs who was having a seizure and he didn’t have his collar on because the Dogwalker didn’t see it in the flat. Fergie and I raced from work back to London to look for him, but we had no luck. Calls were made to everyone we could think of, facebook and twitter were used, a posting at doglost.co.uk was made, and the poster above was printed at 11:30pm at an internet cafe.
We rented a zipcar and started flyering Hampstead Heath before the sun was even up. As 9am rolled around, we started making calls to local vets & shelters to see if anyone had brought him in. Finally, we spoke to a vet who had a dog who matched Nate’s description and responded when they said Nate. We rushed over and I’m sure there was no doubt we were the owners the way he greeted us.
The lovely vet tech took him home for the night because they couldn’t find his microchip (time to re-chip him) and then brought him back to work with her this morning. Not surprisingly he snuggled on her lap the whole train ride.
So after a terrible, sleepness night, lots of tears (sad, then happy), he’s back, safe and sound. Any ideas of what I could send to the vet tech to thank her? Flowers? Gift card?
