I was able to reunite a man with his lost/stolen dog.
Story time!
Last year, my boyfriend and I were mushroom hunting in a nearby national forest. We came across a man and his young son.
They told us they were looking for their lost dog. He had been spooked while they were camping and had ran away. They had been searching for days, and had even hired a drone operator to use infrared to track him. No luck.
The only sign of the pup was his collar on the side of the road, seemingly like someone had taken it off and discarded it.
That was a year and a half ago.
A few days ago, our county animal control posted about a dumped dog that had been starving and alone. I just couldn’t shake the feeling it was the same dog. I finally reached out to the owner this morning on the slim chance it might be his dog.
He responded back with the best news imaginable! The dog was indeed his!
Words can’t describe how elated I feel that the dog is back with his loving family. I have an equal amount of anger to the person who probably stole the dog, mistreated him, then dumped him.
But of course that can’t take away from the happiness that they’re all reunited.