This boy has kept me on my toes this week, we've gone from gut wrenching panic when he bolted for 4 hours and utter joy and elation when he turned up safe.
He was missing for 4 hours in total and for 2 of those hours it was pitch black. He managed to escape from what we thought was a Scotch proof garden, from a place he has only been a couple of times before so doesn't know that well. I saw him just as he got out, I called him and he totally blanked me.... his head was up and he was off after the scent of something we'll never know.
Of course I ran after him for about three fields length but lost him, his four legs superior to my two!
I amassed the troops and husband and family came out searching with torches and treats. Both fortunately and unfortunately he had bolted from a fairly rural area - fortunately, because it meant traffic was at a minimum and unfortunately because there are deer around and this is his favourite prey to chase, he is a scent hound type after all! There was one small piece of reassurance to this whole thing and that was that Scotch is microchipped and his details are up to date and also, he had my id tag on as he is boarding with me.
It might not seem like a good idea to advertise here on my website, that I lost a dog, being in the dog caring business - but these things happen to all dog walkers and its a sad fact that at some point or other in my line of business, I may loose the odd dog or two. It makes my blood run cold and the adrenaline kicks in then its all hands on deck until that pooch is home safe and sound.
I informed the owner, who was extremely kind and understanding and told me he had lost him for six hours in one occasion!
Whenever I met anyone whilst I was searching, I showed them a photo of him and gave them my contact number. Every dog walker I met was really kind and helpful and one woman, Lucy with her black Labrador, even extended her walk until it was just about dark, to help us look. Even Scotch's other canine carer, from the day care centre, came all the way from Tingley to help search for him. I am forever in their gratitude.
During that torturous four hours there was not one sighting of him at all and I was bereft. We visited the local farms, the golf club and all the places we could think of, that he might turn up, but to no avail, not one person had seen him.
Then as myself and my sister were coming back up the lane from the local farm I saw him and called him and over he came, all waggy and pleased to see me. It was fairly astounding that he found his way back to the place he had been missing from after four hours.
I phoned his owner who was very pleased but not surprised his clever boy had made it home safe, he was about to jump on a train from London to help look. I am so glad he didn't have to do that.
So after a good checking over, a bit of a clean up and a long drink and some supper, Scotch collapsed and pretty much slept for 12 hours solid. He really was quite alright after his adventure, just a bit footsore and achey. Sorry Scotch, not much sympathy from me on that score, what a monkey!
I have had the weekend to recover from the trauma, ready for him when he comes back to stay next week! We will not be trusting any dog proofing on any garden from here on in where Scotch is concerned!!!!
Here he is, comatose, after his escape, check out the "I am hiding my head in shame after what I did" picture!!
A BIT ABOUT ME......
We're three years on from the inception of Hanson's Hounds and its been a wonderful ride.