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The little Yorkie's owners have been found! A very tearful and excited woman called me just a bit ago, and described the pup's collar perfectly. Her name is Chloe. The pup's, that is, not the woman's. Her name is Norma.
The family had just come home from a holiday-weekend (which is why Chloe smelled so good--they'd given her a bath just before going). The granddaughter had Chloe and was supposed to bring her inside while everyone else unpacked the car.
An hour or so later, grandmother asked her grandaughter, "Honey, where is Chloe?"
"She was heavy, I put her down."
Oops. Given the dog weighs 4 lbs. tops, the granddaughter must be pretty small herself.
Two days now they've been going nuts--they put up flyers but not, apparently, where we did. Whoops! She hadn't travelled far, but Tiff thought she was trotting down McCart...she was, but apparently had come to some point and turned back.
I'll call the family when I get home, and they can come and get their pupster. And yes, I told her, "My daughter took her to the vet's to look for a microchip but there wasn't one. Or tags." (Said pointedly, but kindly).
Maybe they will at least get her tags. Poor pup! Poor granddaughter who has been crying and beside herself for two days.
A happy ending to this tail tale for all.
(And my daughter is enormously relieved the little yapper will be gone when she gets home. LOL.)
The family had just come home from a holiday-weekend (which is why Chloe smelled so good--they'd given her a bath just before going). The granddaughter had Chloe and was supposed to bring her inside while everyone else unpacked the car.
An hour or so later, grandmother asked her grandaughter, "Honey, where is Chloe?"
"She was heavy, I put her down."
Oops. Given the dog weighs 4 lbs. tops, the granddaughter must be pretty small herself.
Two days now they've been going nuts--they put up flyers but not, apparently, where we did. Whoops! She hadn't travelled far, but Tiff thought she was trotting down McCart...she was, but apparently had come to some point and turned back.
I'll call the family when I get home, and they can come and get their pupster. And yes, I told her, "My daughter took her to the vet's to look for a microchip but there wasn't one. Or tags." (Said pointedly, but kindly).
Maybe they will at least get her tags. Poor pup! Poor granddaughter who has been crying and beside herself for two days.
A happy ending to this tail tale for all.
(And my daughter is enormously relieved the little yapper will be gone when she gets home. LOL.)
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Date: 2009-09-10 02:13 pm (UTC)But yes! Tail wags for all--and WOW did that doggie EXPLODE with energy when he saw his little girl! She was so happy too! Made me cry to know she'd been crying for her dog the last two days. Having escape artists myself (14 times for Maddox, NINETEEN for Shelby) I know how it feels to have your dog go missing.
Interestingly, we figured out that the pupster seems to have taken her walking route. Up the street, down McCart, and may have been heading back around again which was why Tiff thought she was coming from a different direction. Now, cracks me up to walk a four pounder that much, but Norma, the grandmother, says they walk all the time in the evenings. We generally walk later (because of the heat) so have never seen them.
I am just happy, very happy. Need to call vet and tell them. Just did! And the girl Abby is sad but really happy too. LOL.