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This morning's little misadventure

I was walking Loki this morning on a 2 mile loop I do, most of which is in the McMansion area which borders on the Greenbelt (a wildlife nature preserve area that loops around Austin). We were a bit more than halfway done, when I leaned back to stretch my lower back a bit, and Loki pulled the leash out of my hand. It’s one of those retractable leashes, so the handle is heavy, and the sound startled him and he ran a bit. I called him back, and as he ran towards me, he realized he was being chased by a scary hissing thing (the leash handle) and TOOK OFF. He was back up at the other end of a very long street and out of sight in about thirty seconds, me screaming his name (the old one) the whole time.

I walked/ran back up the street, calling, searching, stopping people, nothing. I had to get all the way home which took a while, I called his foster mom who came out to help me search, and David who came home from work. We all agreed that he’d most likely headed into the greenbelt to hide, and were afraid he’d gotten tangled in something. I was totally freaked out, afraid he was gone for good, that he was hurt, that he’d starve…

This area is HUGE. The houses are huge, the yards are huge, and most of them back up on this big greenbelt area. There are TONS of places a very small quiet dog could hide (he’s barely made a peep since we got him). We combed the streets and the greenbelt for three hours, calling and putting up posters the whole time (I’d also like to point out that it’s brutally hot and humid).

By 1pm my feet were blistering and I was dehydrated, so I headed home to change shoes and drink some water before heading out again (I’d already been by the house several times in my search in case he found his way back), and guess who was on my porch? He’s only been with us for two days, had never been walked in that area, and he found his way home. He promptly came up to me, laid down on his belly, and peed himself.

Needless to say, we are very happy he is home. I don’t think he took city streets, judging by the amount of mud on the leash handle, but however he got here I’m glad he’s back. I think he’s going to keep us.