Dog missing for over two years returns home

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A dog that that's been missing for two years is on the long journey to be reunited with his family at their new home in New York. Story & vid here.

What a lovable big mooshball!

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Happy Labor Day weekend, everyone :D
 

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Our latest dog was a ~three-year-old rescued from living with various arrested and dying homeless drug addicts a few hundred miles south of here.
For the first several months he would try to walk up to the street and head south. Always south.
 
Our latest dog was a ~three-year-old rescued from living with various arrested and dying homeless drug addicts a few hundred miles south of here.
For the first several months he would try to walk up to the street and head south. Always south.
Sadly, he may have been the only friend they had. That's a LONG way to wander, though :eek:

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I grew up in Omaha. When I was in roughly the 7th grade we moved from 65th and Western to 151st and Dodge (for those who were in Omaha) basically from the center of town to the suburbs on the edge of town.

Anyway we moved and we went on vacation for 3 days and when we came back our dog was gone. Our neighbor who was watching it for us said the first time she let him out he took off and never came back.

About a week later we got a call from our old neighbors that our dog was sitting in front of our old house.

He had walked halfway across Omaha looking for us.

 
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We had a calico cat named Callie that was gone for 2.5 years. She had been an outside, feral cat and just showed up at our little farm one day and had a litter of kittens. Long story short, we got her tamed down and had her and all the female kittens spayed because we really didn't need cats multiplying around the place. She was a great cat, lovable to the wife and tolerated me until one day, she disappeared. We really missed her and figured that some predator got her.

2.5 years later, my wife and I were on our way home, travelling on a rural country road that we always use to get home, when I saw a calico cat walking in the grass on the shoulder of the road. I told my wife, "That looks like Callie" and it was! My wife got out and talked to her, but Callie was on a mission and did not want to be picked up. Besides, she had never ridden in a vehicle.

We drove on slowly, keeping an eye on Callie as best we could. We thought she might be headed home as by then; we weren't far from our house. By the time I got the car in the barn, and we made it inside the house, Callie was home and wanting fed. Callie became an "inside" cat from then on and never even acted like she wanted outside again.

She was my wife's faithful companion until she passed on one morning, headed down the hallway to jump on our bed, as was her habit.

 
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I LOVE stuff like this. This story made my day! ...
"My job here is done" :)

I just ran across another happy dog story and would post a gift WaPo link except that they now want an email sign-in to read gift articles :mad: so here's a summary with pics. Cue the Kleenex!

Dog charms construction worker, is adopted after years of neglect

“Seeing him that day, it was just meant to be,” said Richard Smith, who adopted King after seeing the dog amble by the construction site.

Construction worker Richard Smith was on a job building a new animal shelter and adoption center in Clearwater, Fla., in July when he kept seeing a large dog toting a toy in his mouth walk by with a handler.

“He was always super happy to see me, and he always had his squeaky toy,” said Smith, who was building the new shelter next to the current one, Humane Society of Pinellas. “Sometimes, he’d jump on me and he’d almost knock me over because he weighs 70 pounds.”

Smith, 35, learned that the mixed-breed dog’s name was King, and he’d arrived at the shelter in mid-June with a benign facial tumor so large it caused his head to droop to the ground.... King had been rescued from an abusive situation, where he was chained up in a yard all day...

“The mass on his face hindered his ability to move around and play freely like a normal dog,” ... “Our staff worked endlessly with him to give him long walks and keep up his enrichment with toys. He became a sweet boy that stole all our staff members’ hearts.”..

King had successful surgery to remove the mass, and he was getting treatment for heartworm disease when Smith first spotted the dog on his daily walks. In early August, when the Humane Society was looking for volunteers to temporarily foster shelter animals during Tropical Storm Debby, Smith immediately raised his hand...

...“I thought if I took him during the tropical storm, I’d get an idea of whether it might work out.”

When the storm was over, Smith returned King to the shelter and told staffers that he wanted to adopt the pooch.

...“I left him for a few days so he could get his second round of heartworm treatment at the shelter, and I couldn’t wait until it was time to pick him up.”

“One other thing he really likes is to sit on my friend’s boat and go fishing,” he said. “So we’re definitely a good fit.”

He said he’ll always be thankful that his employer was chosen to build the Humane Society’s new shelter.

“Seeing him that day — it was just meant to be,” Smith said. “He’s always super excited now to see me when I come home, and I feel the exact same way about him.”

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There are numerous examples of cats who have traveled over a thousand miles to rejoin their humans. And no one knows how they can navigate those extreme distances.
 
Our latest dog was a ~three-year-old rescued from living with various arrested and dying homeless drug addicts a few hundred miles south of here.
For the first several months he would try to walk up to the street and head south. Always south.

Sadly, he may have been the only friend they had. That's a LONG way to wander, though :eek:

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I'm gonna get a bit salty here. Do not take it as criticism please.

The last owners of the dog were addicts living in a car with their kids (Grrr...) when they were arrested.
We sent pictures of the dog to the kids' grandmother because they missed him. She could not take the dog.

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At my last house the people up the street moved out, complete with cat. Couple of months later, guess who is in my back yard. The cat used to come and hang out quite often. His owner said it was because I had no kids or dogs. Turned out they had not moved that far away.
 
I had an AKC-registered Irish Setter years ago that was stolen from my fenced back yard. She had the last-4 of my SSN tattooed in her ear. Two years later, a friend said, "Say, didn't you have a dog with a tattoo?", and I responded yes.

Seems he was visiting with his girlfriend one of her cousins who lived 40 miles away, and these folks had an Irish Setter with a 4-digit ear tattoo

Cut to the chase, I confronted the people, proved my claim with the tattoo, reclaimed the dog. Erin acted like, "About time you came to pick me up", and when we got home she hopped out of the car, up the steps into the back door, checked the kitchen corner where her bowl usually was, then went to the den and reclaimed her couch...
 
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