Showing posts with label 2d. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 2d. Show all posts

Monday, March 1, 2010

Buster, Lhasa apso-mini cocker spaniel

Lost and Found Dogs: Happy Endings
06.08.09

We had Buster, a mixed Lhasa Apso-mini cocker spaniel, for 11 years before he ran away in the late 1990s in downtown Denver.

When we lived in the suburbs of Denver, during the 1980s, he’d trotted down the street a few times, but always came home quickly. This time, he escaped out the front door of our downtown building, carelessly left open by someone. The Colorado Rockies’ baseball game had just ended, and the streets were full of people, cars and the general pandemonium that follows a baseball game. Our other dog, Mozart, a Portuguese Water Dog (yes, the Obama variety) also ran out, but he quickly returned when we called his name. Buster did not come home with Mozart.

Because he was so small, and the color of asphalt, he blended in with the congested traffic on the street.

Although a family dog, Buster clearly owned my daughter. C. She was 17 at the time, off working, and when she came home, late that day, and found Buster gone, she was heartbroken.

I walked the streets with her, calling "Buster, Buster," but no dog came running to our call. Our family didn’t sleep much that night or the next. We made numerous calls to the pound, and posted flyers on the nearby telephone poles (some in Spanish) seeking Buster’s return, mentioning a reward. I placed classified ads in both city newspapers (there were still two at the time) and waited. (This was in the days before Craigs List, or I would have gone there, also).

After a few days, with no sign of Buster, I feared the worst. Either he’d been run over or dog-napped. C was inconsolable.

A few days later, I got two phone calls in a row - each person describing a dog they’d found and seeking the reward; one dog was a standard poodle; the other a large mixed breed (apparently the reward was more important than the description of our missing dog). I was close to giving up hope (my ESP abilities always are impacted by personal matters of the heart). C just prayed and prayed.

Just when I decided I would have to learn to live without Buster (who liked to sit at my feet, like a cat, while I wrote), the phone rang again. Fortunately, C was at home. The man calling said he’d read the missing dog ad in the newspaper and thought he had found him.

He’d kept a found dog for almost two weeks (about the time Buster disappeared). He’d seen him running down the street, weaving in and out of traffic, and thought he’d better collect him to keep him out of harm’s way. He kept thinking there would be some way to learn about who the dog belonged to (he had a collar and a rabies tag, but no phone number).

He said the dog was then at a friend’s house, because the friend had a yard where he could be safe. This detail raised an alarm within me, but he described Buster so perfectly, I decided I had no choice but to trust him. So C and I arranged to meet him and his wife out front of the downtown bus station,which was his suggestion.

"You’ll recognize me, because I look like Jesus," he said. He also said he’d take us to his friend’s home, which wasn’t far from downtown so we could claim our dog, who he had re-named "Gizmo."

My daughter and I were a bit apprehensive about meeting and driving around with strangers, but we were so eager to get Buster/Gizmo back, we went to the bus station. There, we found our dog-finders, sitting on the sidewalk - a long-haired man of about 30 or so and his wife. It turned out they were homeless, and they and Buster/Gizmo had been living on the streets, and along the river that ran through downtown since the day he took off.

The man said he worried about the dog, because he was so little and scared, but he always made sure to feed him.

"We walk a lot," he told me. "And when he couldn’t keep up, I found a grocery cart, and wheeled him around in it. He was a very good boy," he said. "Once or twice when we were sleeping by the river, he barked to alert us when someone approached. He’s a good guard dog."

The man recounted how he’d gone to the library that very day and looked on the computer for any notices of missing dogs in the newspaper. That’s how he’d found our ad. It had taken him a while to get to the library and to call from there, but the fact was, he cared enough to try to find us.

And so they piled into our car and in 15 minutes or so, we had reached the "friend’s" house. The man went inside and came out with Buster, who was sporting a twine leash attached to his collar. Buster was shivering like mad, but so overjoyed to see C, he started whimpering. I have no doubt he was confused.

We drove the couple back to the bus station and offered them the reward we promised. They didn’t want to take the cash, at first, but then decided it would buy them a bus ticket out of town, to a better place and a better life. "I’m really going to miss him," the man said. "Gizmo was a great pet."

We then took Buster to the vet, and because he’d been outside, by the river, during some pretty heavy thunderstorms, he’d come down with bronchitis. His coat was matted and full of thorns and weeds. We got him some meds and a bath, and he returned to life pretty much as normal, given his nearly two-week adventure on the streets and down by the river.

Some time later, I ran into a neighbor/friend who worked for the police department. When I told her Buster’s story, she told me one of her own.

It seems a colleague from the PD told her he’d seen a homeless couple downtown, wheeling a small dog around in a grocery cart, like he was their baby. He thought it was an amusing sight, so he told her about it. Of course, my friend didn’t connect the story with us, until I explained what thad happened.

The moral of this story is: never give up on your lost pet. You never know when or how s/he will come home - even weeks, months or years later.

Another few morals : sometimes when you lose a pet and the pet returns, you learn valuable lessons about what you truly value in life.

And finally: You can also learn lessons from those who find or help you reunite with your dog. These are usually the compassionate people who understand the depth of your bond with your pet.

Source: http://factoidz.com/lost-found-dogs-3-happy-ending-tales-as-told-by-virginia-woolf-and-yours-truly/

Friday, February 19, 2010

Ajax, jack russell

Police raid frees boy's long-lost dog
Jim Winchester
Tuesday, 17 Nov 2009

ALBUQUERQUE (KRQE) - A young Albuquerque boy has been reunited with his beloved dog more than a year after it disappeared and fell into the hand of someone who refused to give it up.

Veronica Ramirez later denied having Ajax, but Bernalillo County sheriff's deputies found the dog when they raided her home Monday morning. Ramirez had cared for Ajax for more than a year but in October told a judge she had lost him.

Nichole Gerardo says the dog is her son Joshua's best friend.

"I'm very, very happy," Joshua, 6, told KRQE News 13 as he played with his dog Monday after school.

Joshua demonstrated that Ajax still remembered how to shake hands. It was a trick Joshua taught the dog several years ago.

Ajax ran away from the Gerardo's in May 2008. After searching for the dog for a year, the Gerardos lost hope Ajax would ever be found.

But last spring, county Animal Control located the dog at the home of Ramirez while they were working on a different investigation. Ajax was positively identified through his embedded microchip.

Despite efforts from Animal Control, sheriff's deputies and News 13, Ramirez refused to return the dog up.

After several months of court appearances, a Metropolitan Court judge ordered Ramirez to return the dog in October. But Ramirez told the judge she had lost the dog.

Not convinced, the judged order unannounced searches of Ramirez's home. Ajax was found Monday morning during a search by Sheriff's deputies.

"It was really hard to believe," Nichole Gerardo said. "I held him in my arms. He was nervous. I never thought I would hold him again."

Meanwhile Ramirez could face charges for allegedly lying to the Metro Court judge about losing the dog. He warned her in October that if Ajax was found during a search, she could be charged with perjury.

A decision on whether to charge Ramirez has not yet been made, according to sheriff's and Metro Court spokespeople.

News 13 went by Ramirez's home late Monday to get her side of the story, but she wasn't there.

Source: http://www.krqe.com/dpp/news/crime/police-raid-frees-boys-long-lost-dog

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

Huckleberry, chocolate lab

Queries hound dog's return
Debra Black, Toronto Star
February 19, 2008


Bert Clark plays with his dog, Huckleberry, on Feb. 18, 2008

The handover took place at midnight. Bert Clark waited anxiously on a dark city street, and then a cab pulled up. Two people emerged with a chocolate brown Labrador retriever. Clark knew right away it was Huckleberry. The two – master and dog – went home reunited.

And left a zillion questions unanswered.

Clark, a 36-year-old Toronto banker who doesn't want to get too specific about his work life, set the tale in motion late Saturday when he and friends began distributing some 400 posters offering a $15,000 reward for Huckleberry, stolen that morning from in front of a bakery near Yonge and Roxborough Sts.

And what a tale it's turning out to be.

The mysterious banker. A couple of kids who "appeared stoned," one witness recalled, petting Huckleberry just before he disappeared while his dogwalker enjoyed a bakery break.

A police investigation encompassing seized TTC videos of, perhaps, the crime in progress, the dognappers at work.

Let's not leave out the strange phone calls to Huckleberry's owner, asking if the reward was, like, for real. A "no questions asked" newspaper ad appealing for Huckleberry's return that, on the face of it, appears to be illegal.

And then, of course, there's Huckleberry's mysterious re-emergence, "found" less than a kilometre away by a passerby taking a walk in the Avenue-Davenport Rds. area on Saturday, brought home to a friend's house, only to be turned over to Clark Sunday night in exchange for that $15,000 reward – $10,000 to the finder, $5,000 as a goodwill donation to a local animal shelter.

But Clark's not worried about any of that. He's got Huckleberry back, reunited with his "soulmate."

"I was so relieved," Clark confessed yesterday as he and Huckleberry played in Ramsden Park, surrounded by other dog owners, their pets and the television cameras. The one celebratory note? Orange juice and champagne, brought to the park to toast Huckleberry's safe return.

As for the dog, well, he wasn't feeling too chipper – a case of the runs, actually, probably the result of a very nerve-wracking 48 hours.

Huckleberry's disappearance triggered a grassroots campaign in the city's dog community to find the chocolate Lab, described as Clark's best friend.

The 3 1/2-year-old, who had been with Clark since he was an 8-week-old pup, left a huge hole when he disappeared from Le Petit Gourmet café.

Dogwalker Shannon Howard had left Huckleberry, leash firmly looped through a pipe at the front of the bakery, when she nipped in for a break.

Five minutes later and he was gone.

Nobody really saw anything. One bystander talked about seeing a couple of kids petting Huckleberry just before he vanished. They "appeared stoned," perhaps they were arguing.

Clark, in Florida, flew back immediately on hearing the dogwalker's dognapping tale.

He set to work and, for the rest of Saturday and most of Sunday, stood anxiously by the phone as his friends and relatives fanned out across the city with posters proclaiming that humungous reward – probably one of the biggest in Toronto's missing pet history.

Then, at about 9 p.m. Sunday, deliverance! Clark got a call from police saying someone called in to report finding Huckleberry. For the next couple of hours, the frantic dog owner negotiated for his pet's safe return.

"I tried not to get my hopes up too much until I had him back," he admitted.

The caller told Clark that a friend, out walking, found Huckleberry tied up shivering near Avenue and Davenport Rds. Saturday, took him to the caller's house, who phoned police the next day.

Clark got the first call just after 1 p.m. Sunday, the caller wanting to know if that $15,000 reward was serious.

"Yes," Clark replied. The line went dead. Soon after, another call. In the background Clark could hear a man and woman arguing. Then he was asked if Huckleberry wore a green collar.

"Yes," Clark replied. The line went dead again.

It was enough to start Clark getting the reward money ready.

And yesterday morning, Clark met with the caller, Richard Cassibo, gave him a cheque for $10,000, and agreed to make a donation of $5,000, at Cassibo's request, to the Banks Animal Hospital on Coxwell Ave.

Cassibo, who isn't talking, also ducked an invitation to join Clark and Huckleberry for the neighbourhood celebration at Ramsden Park.

No matter. With the anxiety of the past 48 hours behind them, Clark and Huckleberry played happily in the park as a steady stream of dog owners stopped by to congratulate Clark on the safe return of his dog.

"Hey, little man," Clark said affectionately to Huckleberry as the pair frolicked in the snow. "He'd like me to chase him right now, but I'm not up to it."

Meanwhile, police are continuing their investigation. "Hopefully, we can determine who actually stole the pet," said Toronto police Det. Rob Ermacora.

And Clark may have one more question to answer. Turns out it's illegal – against the Criminal Code – to advertise a reward for the return of something, as Clark did in yesterday's Star, with "no questions asked."

In this case, however, Ermacora said he couldn't foresee police laying charges over the ad.

Source: http://www.thestar.com/News/GTA/article/304768
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Thursday, August 13, 2009

Alfie, lost while camping

Lost Dog Found With Reverse Phone Number Lookup
Written by Nicholas Peer
July 23rd, 2009

A reverse phone number lookup helped a Maine family find the dog they lost while on vacation.

Alfie, the family dog, ran away when the Thompson family was camping hours away.

Jackie Thompson said Alfie probably saw a rabbit or a porcupine and took off while the family was hiking.

She said the whole family and their neighbors at the campground where they were staying helped search for the dog. After staying an extra day to look for the dog, the family went to a nearby copy shop and made some lost dog posters to plaster around the park and get back to work before using another sick day.

Several days later, the Thompsons got a phone call they could barely make out. They heard a partial address, but it was impossible to make out anything even the name of the town. They tried calling back, but nobody ever answered, their calls went straight to voice mail. For another couple days, there was nothing.

Eventually the Thompsons turned to an online phone finder to do a reverse lookup on the number. They put in the number — it was a cell phone number out of a small town 10 miles away from their camp site. Jackie took another day off and drove out to the town.

She pulled up at the address — a farm at the edge of a small town. And as soon as she got out of the car, Alfie was charging at her from behind the farmhouse.

It turned out that the phone they used was a cell phone the family used only in emergencies. So they shut it down once they walked away from the lost dog poster. They just assumed the family had given up.

But with the help of an online cell phone number finder, Alfie and his family were reunited.

Source:
http://www.findanyrecords.com/reverse-phone-look-up/lost-dog-found-with-reverse-phone-number-lookup/

Monday, June 8, 2009

Max, an Australian Silky Terrier

This is, fortunately, not a story you see every day. I can't tell if the dog was stolen or if he was simply scooped up by an unscrupulous person. I would have to say that I wish the family had pressed charges -- for the sake of future people that will probably lose their dogs to her because she never got in trouble for it when the chance was there for her to get into trouble.



Max factor back at last
Missing terrier reunited with family
Joseph Kaos Jr
Wednesday, May 20th, 2009 07:20:00

YOUNG Naveen was devastated on March 23 when his best mate Max went missing. The usually vibrant nine-year-old lost his youthful enthusiasm ever since that moment. For days the boy wept. He also lost his appetite, much to the dismay of his parents.

But there was to be a happy ending to Naveen's sad episode, and it happened when his father returned home last week.


MISSED YOU: Naveen (left) and Ajay are happy to have Max back after two months

The moment Naveen saw that his father had his lost friend in his arms, and Max 'smelt' familiar territory, both were overcome with joy.

Seeing Max after nearly two months, the family felt it was close to a miracle. "I was so upset," said Naveen. "I thought I'd never see Max again." Max, a two-year-old Australian Silky Terrier, is cherished by the whole family, including Naveen's father and his six-year-old brother Ajay. But it was with Naveen that Max shared a bond with.

On March 30, Malay Mail ran a story about the disappearance of several pedigree dogs in Subang Jaya. Based on a few leads, it was suspected that an old lady was behind it all.

For two months, Naveen's family never gave up hope and searched for their beloved Max. They went around their neighbourhood, handing out leaflets to neighbours with descriptions of their missing pet. Eventually, their search narrowed to a house in their neighbourhood, with help of corned residents.

According to them, the old woman who lived there had two kennels in which she kept many dogs. Naveen's father then planned the rescue. Pretending to be a dog breeder, he got in touch with the woman and claimed to be interested in buying one of her dogs.

True enough, the woman revealed that she had an Australian Silky Terrier in her possession. Naveen's father went to the woman's house... and with the help of police managed to retrieve Max.

"We are so grateful that we managed to rescue Max before he was sold off," said Naveen's mother yesterday. "We are also relieved that Max is in good condition and is healthy as ever."

The family decided not to press charges against the woman as they were happy just to get Max back.

"We have Max again and that's what matters," they chorused. And Naveen is not feeling lost any more, now that the Max factor is back in his life.

Source URL: http://www.mmail.com.my/content/max-factor-back-last
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Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Lola, a Chihuahua

This dog's mom knew it was a bad idea to leave her dog in the car while in a restaurant, and she was right. Thankfully her intuition told her to go out and check on her after 30 minutes. But the happy ending is fun because when she got a call from the cops, they let her think she was just coming for questioning when really they had her dog and were able to present her to her.


Brianna Bartolone is reunited with her dog, Lola, who was stolen from her boyfriend's car.

Police have surprise for teen whose dog was stolen
Police say Chihuahua was snatched Sunday by 2 people responsible for chain of car burglaries.
By Theresa Cisneros, The Orange County Register
Thursday, March 12, 2009

An Orange County girl and her puppy can sleep a little easier tonight after being reunited by police – who say the dog was snatched from a parking lot Sunday by a couple responsible for a chain of burglaries in the South Bay.

Police say Lola, a 6-month-old Chihuahua, was stolen as owner Brianna Bartolone, 18, ate with family inside King's Hawaiian Bakery &Restaurant in Torrance.

Bartolone said she never leaves the purebred pooch in the car unattended, even at restaurants, but was urged to do so Sunday by family members. So she placed Lola's zebra-patterned carrier into the cab of her boyfriend's truck, spread out a few doggie toys, and headed inside to celebrate her dad's birthday.

After about 30 minutes, Bartolone became uneasy and told her boyfriend that she wanted to check on Lola. Upon arriving at the truck, she discovered that Lola, her hot-pink wallet, and black-and-tan Urban Junkie bag were missing.

"I felt so helpless and so upset," she said. "I didn't event care about the purse."


Police say that Andres Garcia, 20, of Los Angeles, and his girlfriend, Alexandra Hernandez, 19, of Bell lifted the dog and the items. Gardena police arrested the pair Tuesday in connection with another incident, said Gardena Det. Todd Fox.

The duo allegedly stole purses and wallets from cars, then used the credit cards inside to buy items from Target and other shops. Only one transaction – a charge for $21.64 at Target – went through. She's since been reimbursed by her bank, she said.

After the theft, Bartolone – who lives mainly with her mom in Costa Mesa and with her dad on weekends in Anaheim Hills — was deeply saddened by the loss of the canine that she purchased from a Santa Ana breeder in November. She couldn't bring herself to eat or sleep, and insisted on curling up in her mom's bed at night because Lola wasn't there to sleep near her neck.

"Those people took something more than just my belongings," said Bartolone. "They took my baby."
On Monday, Bartolone's friends and family distributed about 300 color and black-and-white fliers bearing Lola's photo and information on a $1,000 reward being offered for her safe return.

On Tuesday, she headed back to classes at Mater Dei High School in Santa Ana.

As school wound down Wednesday, she received a call from a Torrance detective urging her to drive to the station. Bartolone asked her teacher and her mom for permission, then headed out.

Bartolone said she thought she was going there to talk about the theft. Instead, officers emerged with her beloved canine. Lola was discovered at the Lynwood home of one of the suspect's relatives.


"I ran and grabbed her and hugged and kissed her," Bartolone said. "I could tell she was happy, too."

After being reunited, Bartolone purchased food and treats for Lola, gave her a warm bath.

"It's nice to have that little warm spot back," she said. "I'd rather sleep uncomfortable with Lola than comfortable for the rest of my life without her."

Source: http://www.ocregister.com/articles/bartolone-lola-sleep-2333574-police-mom