Ravenwood
Well-Known Member
This morning at 5am OH & I set off from Somerset to Kent to visit my very elderly aunt, I wanted to cook her a full Christmas Dinner because she will be on her own over Christmas, and was planning on coming back home tomorrow.
The children were left in charge of the animals (the children are 18 & 16 btw
) who are both very responsible and I trust them 100%.
At about 2pm my son rang me to say that Rosie had gone
She is the worst houdini ever and I have fenced every inch of the garden, she hasn't got out for weeks and weeks. In the past when she has got out a few calls and whistles and she slinks back - she has never been gone for more than 15/20 mins and I am almost sure she just goes over to the farm.
However it turns out she had been gone for an hour, he had been out looking for her, whistling, calling. Been over the farm, down to the shoot room. He found the gamekeeper who went around the whole farm feeding birds looking for her.
I rang all the neighbours (all four of them in a five mile radius) and they all offered to keep an eye out and ring me or Ben if they saw her. One neighbour said he would take his dogs where I usually walk in the hope it would bring her out.
By 4pm she still hadn't come home
Ben called his Dad who came over and they went out in the truck driving around looking for her.
As you can imagine, I was beside myself with worry in Kent!
By 6pm - still no sign. I couldn't think of anything else to try. She is microchipped but actually she is not a people dog, she would never go off with someone (unlike my other two) so unless she had been hit by a car or handed in..... but then hopefully someone would have scanned her.
OH and I took the decision to drive home - my son was going out and I had terrible visions of someone knocking on the door with a dead Rosie and my daughter having to deal with it on her own. Unfortunately it is a 4 hr drive home minimum but off we set (poor Aunty
)
By 7.30pm and still no sign I had to admit to myself that I was facing the worst now and am not ashamed to say that I cried buckets
At 8.30 (we were about an hour and a half from home) daughter rang to say that Rosie is back! OMG - you have absolutely no idea how I felt.
Apparently she was plastered from head to toe in mud with cuts on her nose. But by the time I got home daughter had cleaned her off and fed her.
Rosie is totally exhausted, she can barely keep her eyes open and even though she did manage to get off the settee when I got home, she is so stiff in her back legs she is walking like Toby
Her pads are not scuffed, her claws are not showing any more sign of wear and actually the cuts on her nose are just a slight scuff. So I can only imagine she got caught up somewhere and has spent hours struggling to get free - just a thought of course because actually, we will never know what has happened
Now this may of course be total coincidence and probably is but OH who left about 20 mins ago has just rang to tell me that the moor is crawling with police, four cars and a helicopter out (I can hear it now) so I have no idea what is going on out there but he told me to lock the doors just to be on the safe side
What a bloody horrendous day
Although on the bright side - the Christmas dinner I cooked was superb 
I am now enjoying an extremely large G&T
The children were left in charge of the animals (the children are 18 & 16 btw
At about 2pm my son rang me to say that Rosie had gone
However it turns out she had been gone for an hour, he had been out looking for her, whistling, calling. Been over the farm, down to the shoot room. He found the gamekeeper who went around the whole farm feeding birds looking for her.
I rang all the neighbours (all four of them in a five mile radius) and they all offered to keep an eye out and ring me or Ben if they saw her. One neighbour said he would take his dogs where I usually walk in the hope it would bring her out.
By 4pm she still hadn't come home
As you can imagine, I was beside myself with worry in Kent!
By 6pm - still no sign. I couldn't think of anything else to try. She is microchipped but actually she is not a people dog, she would never go off with someone (unlike my other two) so unless she had been hit by a car or handed in..... but then hopefully someone would have scanned her.
OH and I took the decision to drive home - my son was going out and I had terrible visions of someone knocking on the door with a dead Rosie and my daughter having to deal with it on her own. Unfortunately it is a 4 hr drive home minimum but off we set (poor Aunty
By 7.30pm and still no sign I had to admit to myself that I was facing the worst now and am not ashamed to say that I cried buckets
At 8.30 (we were about an hour and a half from home) daughter rang to say that Rosie is back! OMG - you have absolutely no idea how I felt.
Apparently she was plastered from head to toe in mud with cuts on her nose. But by the time I got home daughter had cleaned her off and fed her.
Rosie is totally exhausted, she can barely keep her eyes open and even though she did manage to get off the settee when I got home, she is so stiff in her back legs she is walking like Toby
Her pads are not scuffed, her claws are not showing any more sign of wear and actually the cuts on her nose are just a slight scuff. So I can only imagine she got caught up somewhere and has spent hours struggling to get free - just a thought of course because actually, we will never know what has happened
Now this may of course be total coincidence and probably is but OH who left about 20 mins ago has just rang to tell me that the moor is crawling with police, four cars and a helicopter out (I can hear it now) so I have no idea what is going on out there but he told me to lock the doors just to be on the safe side
What a bloody horrendous day
I am now enjoying an extremely large G&T