This story has no clear ending yet but Im being haunted by it. A friend called earlier, just after dark. He was walking his dogs in the woods behind our house. There are steep hills and ravines with a creek running through hundreds of acres. He wanted to know if anyone in our neighborhood has a white colored Golden Retriever dog. We dont know of anyone. The dog was on our side of the creek and he was on the other. He explained where the dog was which was about a half mile from our house way down in the middle of the woods. He said the dog was laying down but got up, walked a few steps, then laid down again. My husband and I got our headlamps and 2 flashlights and spent the next 1 1/2 hours scouring the woods calling puuuuppy!! and whistling. At one point, we heard a very close wild scream...we stood there wondering if we should go towards it or away from it. We thought we may have intruded on a rabid coyote...then again maybe it was the wailing of the dog. We called out, hoping the animal would respond. It didnt. We searched some more and finally started climbing back up the hill to our house when we heard crying. Back down the hill, back to where the crying was coming from....Puuuuupy! Silence. We wandered around quietly and searched....then called and whistled and waited....we know the woods well but unfortunately not all the underlying roots and sticks...ouch... now Im just waiting for morning to come so I can search some more. Its a very unsettling night....there are dogs in need everywhere....we dont want to fail any of them....and we feel so awful when theres a possibility we have....
Posted on: Tue, 29 Oct 2013 02:06:21 +0000
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