Gringo, yellow lab

Alisons story..How I Got Gringo Back....
Alison Campany to Lost and Found Pets of the MidSouth (FB)
Friday, July 29, 2011

Introduction from Teresa: I have some TAIL WAGGIN NEWS! Gringo has been FOUND! His mommie called me this morning to tell me the great news. She was having great difficulty because so many people have seen his lost flyer and many attempts by strangers with good intentions tried to capture him. This created much fear and confusion for him. So when she got a positive local on him he would run from her too. Last night I offered more suggestions on what she needed to do the next time she was face to face with her scared pup. She took it a step further and carried his crate, pillow, feeding bowls and had his best bud Bear, I think was his name, scent his crate. She placed it in the area he was most reported being seen. She went this morning to check and would ya know there he was asleep inside. Timid at first when he woke up to see his mommie. Alison literally slithered out of her car trying to be as calm and quiet as she could and avoiding eye contact. She began talking to him softly and moments later he climbed in the floorboard of her car. I am so HAPPY that he is now home safe and sound! Teresa ^~.~^

The story from Alison:  I sent word to many of the return of my wonderful Gringo.  I will share them with you in the hopes that you NEVER need to implement such things, but will be knowledgeable if you do. To just go chronologically will make the most sense.

Monday: Gringo escapes at about 9 am. Search of the immediate area fruitless.

Tuesday: The calls start coming in on Gringo sightings. He's about a mile-and-a-half due south of our home in a fairly localized area. We search and talk to those living in the vicinity Tuesday. Several people say they have seen him and tried to get him to come to them because they saw his collar and tags. They all say he just runs off seemingly frightened.

Wednesday: We drive and drive and drive AND SEE HIM! My husband (God bless 'im) slams on the breaks, swings open the door, and screams his name. Gringo goes bye bye. The calls keep coming. He's staying in the same area and nobody can catch him. While it was understandable the way my husband reacted, it is also understandable the way Gringo reacted. Nonetheless, it really took the wind out of our sails to have laid eyes on him, called for him and he wouldn't come to his own mommy and daddy. We knew we had to ratchet up the clever scale a bit.

Thursday: Hubby takes Gringo's best canine friend, Bear, out to a spot he's been seen many times. Brian brings Bear's crate, Gringo's crate, bed, bowl, and food with him as well. Poor Bear sits in his crate under the canopy with his ice water for a few hours with Brian watching to see if Gringo will come up. No Gringo. Brian leaves food for Gringo. Call comes in about 2:30 of a Gringo sighting. No Gringo. Nobody's touched the food. Another call comes in at about 6:30. I go out and the food in the crate's been eaten. Hmmm... Good sign.

Also on Thursday, I talk to some professionals about this predicament. I leave more food out with some disgusting Vienna sausages in it. (My boy LOVES Viennas, you see...)

Friday: I read Genius Miracle Worker Teresa Martin's (GMWTM's) tips on "What to do when you lose your pet" in the morning before work. How simple, right? What an easy topic, right? Couldn't anyone in the world write such a thing? WRONG! It had all kinds of wonderful ideas I had never thought about. One of which is, "The best time to call for your pet is at night, and at dawn". Hmmm.... Time for me to go to work. I am already late. Take a right and go to work? Take a left and trudge that street I am now all too familiar with? It isn't exactly dawn, but it is really pretty quiet out there at 9 am. I took a left and rolled the windows down (per GMWTM's suggestion because even the sound of rolling down the windows can spook if I were to come upon him, they were up, and he is THAT scared). I drove up to the spot we'd left his crate, bed, and food.

There was my boy. Sleeping in his crate.

But I spooked him and for a quick minute he thought about running. He even took a few strides right in front of my car. I turned my head to look away and not make eye contact [per Genius Miracle Worker Ann Marie Easton's (GMWAME's) suggestion because this will make him feel intimidated and want to run]. I started to talk to him in a very soft, mommy voice (per GMWAME). I told him how much we missed him and wanted him to come home. He walked a little more and out of my peripheral vision. I kept talking. I slowly opened my door and slinked down the side of my driver's seat to stay low (also per GMWAME's suggestion so that if he did see me, I would be low and not intimidating). I didn't see him, but I kept talking. He had rounded the passenger side of the car, come around the back and right up to me. I am pretty sure he still didn't know who I was at this point. I grabbed his collar and he wagged his tail and LEAPT into the floorboard of my driver's seat. Crying and whining the whole time. We drove home. As we drove, he just pawed at my right shoulder, and whined and cried. He is a bit shaken up and dirty, but he'll be fine with some love, rest, and good food... like Vienna sausages!! =D

So.. what would I like you to take away from this?

1) there is hope for humanity. I CANNOT TELL you how many e-mails and phone calls I have had supporting me in this ordeal and to tell me his location. He may have been missing, but my phone was ringing off the hook.

2) You don't know it all. Reach out to people that probably know more than you (GMWAME) and be receptive to the people that offer to help you that you don't know from Adam (GMWTM) because you just never know.

Source: https://www.facebook.com/topic.php?uid=109045929172698&topic=13

Tuesday, Yorkshire Terrier

Tuesday's Tale of Terror!
Told by Melissa Quillan To Lost Dogs Found
June 8, 2011

While visiting my mom in Luray, Virginia over the Memorial Day weekend, our Yorkshire terrier “Tuesday” decided to go for a walk on her own. She slipped through the front door that wasn’t shut all the way. This was Sunday evening around 6pm.

Within 20 minutes of her being gone, our search had begun. Within the first hour, we had almost 10 people looking. We had fliers printed, and we posted the search on Facebook. We did not find her that first night.

Monday morning we began our Craigslist posts on all of the Virginia cities. We listed her in both the Lost & Found sections and the Pets sections. By Monday afternoon, I had resolved that someone probably had her. The passage of time without her and not knowing where she could be was excruciating, as anyone who has experience this can understand.

Finally, on Wednesday evening, I received a phone call. It was an amazing call that I will never, ever forget! It was from a woman that said she knew who had our dog! Here’s what she told me:

She said that she lives and works in Washington DC, which is about and hour and 45 min away from Luray. It seems that someone that she works with that was visiting the area over the weekend had “found” a yorkie.

Being a doggie mommy, she had asked her co-worker if the dog had tags. He responded that the little dog had a name tag, but that it didn’t have any numbers on it, so they decided to bring the dog home with them. (Tuesday’s tag had not only her name, but two cell phone numbers listed.)

The woman knew that a dog like the one her co-worker described must have a family missing her, and it was sounding as if the man wasn’t concerning himself with the dog’s family that might be looking everywhere for her. So this wonderful woman went in search of lost dog ads on Craigslist, and found one of our many ads.

Early on Thursday morning, she gave him our contact info. Surprise, surprise – he told her a story that the dog had run out on him just the night before. How about that!

So she provided me with his contact information, and I called and spoke with him. He was very vague about the details of where she was lost from, and that’s when I contacted the police.

I didn’t know precisely where he was located when I contacted Fairfax City police Dept, but I had the good fortune to get a wonderful officer on the line, and she instructed me in just how to speak to him and what to say to increase the pressure on the man when I called him back. She said that if the man didn’t return the dog to me within 24 hours, they were going to put a trace on his cell phone to locate him. She was great!

I tried calling him, but he never picked up my calls. I then contacted his coworker that had called us, and shared my suspicions with her that he had our dog and wanted to keep her, and the fact that I had filed a police report. The coworker decided to reveal what she knew to management in their company. The great people there that she spoke with realized that this was becoming a legal matter that would have him charged with felony theft if he didn’t give up the dog. They sent him home for the day to resolve it.

I received a call from the guy's wife saying that they had “found” our missing dog, after all.

I set up a time and location to pick her up and we got her later that night. They had purchased a new collar, leash and treats for her. When they returned her they gave us all the things they had bought. They even tried to make us feel bad by saying their kids were SO upset that they had to give her back. (I guess they have thought carefully about what they want to teach their kids about right v wrong.)
I will credit us getting our dog back to the courageous coworker/doggie mommy that knew in her heart that our girl had a family looking for her, and to my friends that tirelessly called shelters and rescue groups to get the word out.

We are shaken by what happened, as we believe that this man picked our dog up from as close to home as the corner of the next door neighbor’s yard, but we are so very happy to have her home!

Sandy, chihuahua terrier mix

Happy reunion - Dog missing since last week shows up at owner's work place today 20 miles away
Steve Adamson - Source: KSBY News
Updated: Apr 4, 2011 9:48 PM

Last Thursday when Janine Elich went to visit her daughter in Grover Beach, something happened she wasn't expecting. Her dog jumped out of the car while it was parked in a driveway. The window was down far enough whereas the dog was able to jump out. While inside her daughter's home, the dog pulled a disappearing act.

Soon the search was on, as signs went up in the Grover Beach neighborhood in the vicinity of 4th Street and Trouville Ave. The weekend came and went and no signs of "Sandy," the six year old Chihuahua-Terrier mix that Elich has had since she was a puppy.

Then this morning, something totally unexpected happened. At around 8:15am, Sandy came prancing through the doors of the Apple Farm restaurant in San Luis Obispo....about 20 miles from where she jumped out of the car back in Grover.

Aubree Charlesworth was the hostess working this morning when it happened. "Well, I was standing right outside the door and I was just getting some fresh air because it was a bit hot in there, so I turned and I went back inside and as I turned around to see if there were any customers waiting, the dog was just standing there right behind me."

After checking out the dog's tags, she called the number on them and spoke to the veterinarian's office where the tags came from. They gave her Janine's number and she called her. The story gets more interesting because of what happened next.

"And I call her up on the phone and I said I have your dog and she asks where we are and I told her we're at the Apple Farm and Janine says, well I work there....And I say who's this? And then Janine's daughter Kaylee came out and said that's my mom's dog!"

Turns out, that the dog found her way to the place where her owner worked. Her daughter works there too and just happened to be working when the dog arrived. It all led to a happy reunion once Elich made it in for her shift.

Elich said, "She's a hound dog, she found her way...She didn't want to give up the friendship, that's for sure. She came looking for me." Elich said the dog had been to the Apple Farm before, but only briefly on a couple of occasions when she stopped in when she wasn't working.

A happy ending to a story that could have turned out much different.

"Sandy was a bit weathered from the four-day, 20 mile journey. About a hundred ticks had to be pulled off her and she lost a couple of pounds. Still, all things considered, in pretty good shape and in very happy spirits to be reunited with her owner again. Elich was planning on bringing Sandy to her vet for a check up to make sure all else was ok with her.

Source: http://www.ksby.com/news/happy-reunion-dog-missing-since-last-week-shows-up-at-owner-s-work-place-today-20-miles-away/
Video: http://www.ksby.com/player/?video_id=10319

Brady, Boston Terrier

The Emotional Return of Brady, the Boston Terrier
MAY 20, 2010 2:19PM

Kathie Gagne's happy reunion with her Boston terrier, Brady, who went missing at the Dover International Speedway in Delaware last weekend. Brady was reunited with Kathie and her husband, Chris, after a several day search that was aided by the online community.

It was Saturday morning, May 15th, that Kathie Gagne last saw her beloved Boston terrier, Brady.

She and her husband Chris had driven from their home in Manchester, Connecticut, to the Dover International Speedway in Delaware, where they were spending the weekend at a campsite near the NASCAR track with their two dogs.

Saturday morning, the unthinkable happened. In one of those moments that becomes a pet owner's nightmare, Brady slipped his leash after being spooked by a German shepherd. The table his leash had been tethered to tipped over, Brady bolted, and they couldn't catch him. Their hearts sunk as they desperately tried to find Brady.

Almost immediately, Kathie posted messages on the Internet asking for help, and sites like Woof! (a message board for Boston terrier owners) responded generously. Facebook and Twitter joined in the hunt, with pictures of Brady and his description broadcasting online and in the local media as Kathie distributed flyers with Brady's story and description. The racing community joined in the search.

By Monday Brady still hadn't been found, but random sightings of a dog meeting his description near the race track were filtering in, and Kathie held out hope that somehow someone would find Brady, who was not microchipped, and get him to trust them enough to come to them. She knew he was a runner and was likely frightened, and she worried for his safety. Still, she hoped for a happy ending.

The word continued to spread. A Facebook page was set up for Brady's search and rescue effort (Find Brady the Boston | Facebook), and Boston terrier owners and others did their part to do everything they could to bring Brady home.

Wednesday morning, Kathie and Chris got hopeful news. Some crab fishermen who'd been driving near the race track early Wednesday spotted a dog that met Brady's description and called Kathie around 8:30 a.m. Immediately, Kathie jumped into her truck with Chris and her other dog, Lucy, and sped to where they were, but Brady had become frightened and eluded them. After a dramatic chase through a horse farm, under a truck and finally into a ditch, one of the fishermen subdued Brady and returned him to the loving arms of his mother, where he collapsed in a sea of kisses and happy dog licks.

Through the combined efforts of those in the community and online, not only was Brady returned to his family, but also another Boston terrier who'd been reported missing. Kathie reports that 2-year-old Brady is doing well, got promptly checked out by a veterinarian, where he had a few ticks removed and was found to be a little dehydrated, but is happy to be back where he belongs.

She is appreciative to Drew and Mike particularly, the fishermen who returned Brady to her after his big adventure, and to all the others who helped with Brady's rescue, something that became a lot more than they bargained for in a weekend of camping and NASCAR.

Source: http://open.salon.com/blog/kathy_riordan/2010/05/20/the_emotional_return_of_brady_the_boston_terrier

Toby, Australian Shepherd

Tweet brings Toby home
Dog lost in Kennedale

Social media leads to bull fighter's tweet reunion!
Written by Tammy Jones
Mar 15, 2011 at 12:19 PM

Toby, is an Australian Shepard who was rescued from an abusive situation over a year ago.

He's now best friends with professional bull fighter Jesse James Vick and son Cutter of Burleson, TX.

Toby and Cutter. Friends reunited.

On Wednesday March 9th Toby & Jesse drove to Kennedale to buy horse shoes at Texas Ferrier Supply on New Hope Road. It was a warm day, so Jesse rolled the windows down on his pick up truck, left Toby in the cab and went inside Texas Ferrier Supply.

When he returned to the truck, Toby was gone. He'd run off.

Jesse went home to Burleson without his dog.

On Thursday, I saw the frightened Australian Shepard running across New Hope Road dodging cars. I could tell he looked lost and felt really guilty for not stopping to help him; I thought he was an unfortunate victim of dumping that sometimes happens out near my home and I have enough animals.

When I pulled in my own driveway I was a little sad thinking about the scared Australian Shepard I'd just seen; and I mentioned it to my kids. I actually had to squash my 23 year olds attempts to find him.

On Friday, I was monitoring Twitter as I always do for tweets about Kennedale.

To my suprise there it was @Dallas_CL: Lost Austrailian Shephard Kennedale Texas: Lost black tri colored Austrailian Shephard on 3/9/11 in Kennedale.

To make a long story short, I replied to the tweet poster telling them when and where I'd seen their dog.

That evening Jesse's mom, Reedee Vick called me and was on New Hope looking for their dog.

"My sons a professional bull fighter and this is his traveling buddy. He travels rodeo."

"We rescued him from a breeder about a year ago and he's just become his little traveling buddy."

She was unsuccessful in finding Toby that evening.

The next day she sought help from Russell & Debbie Fincher, who live in the area. As it turns out she's known the Fincher's for many years saying they used to race cars together. [small world huh?]

Reedee said the Fincher's reported seeing the dog, and Russell got on his four wheeler to look for Toby. Still they couldn't find him.

Jesse lives on his ranch in Burleson Texas with his 4 year old son Cutter James Vick where he raises Black Angus Cattle and Quarter Horses.

The next day Jesse took his basset hound with him to search for the missing shepard. Having a general idea of where Toby was; Jesse parked and hollered for the dog. Just when he let the basset hound out of the truck Toby stuck his nose out of the woods. When Toby saw the basset hound he ran straight to them and was so glad to see Jesse; and vice versa.

Reedee used various social media outlets like CraigsList and PetFinder to try and locate Toby. Saying now she needs to go back and cancel her postings.

The Vick's were very happy to be reunited with their lost friend, and he was very hungry when he got home.

"He ate five bowls of food. Bam, bam, bam, just as fast as he could eat it."

"He was a mess - he was full of ticks and he was a mess. He was gone four days. From Wednesday to Sunday."

"I’ve got that basset hound; they’re buddies. He sleeps with that basset hound. They were sure glad to see each other. He don’t leave our side."

"He’d been real timid when we got him. He’d been abused at that breeder. He’s akc registered. He was real timid with men and I don't know why."

"I gave him to Jessie; he’s a good little old dog, I just hated to lose him."
Thanks to smart use of social media, she didn't.

Source: http://www.kennedalenews.com/index.php?option=com_content&task=view&id=1252&Itemid=9
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Puppy in Stark County

Fido Finder Success Story
Debbie L
Saturday September 25 2010

I just want to thank this website for even being on here.

My Father called me Sunday September 19, asking me to try to use my computer to find his 10 week old puppy, it slipped out between my 77 year old Autistic Uncle's feet and he didn't know it.

I searched every website I could think of even the newspapers. I went to the Stark Cty Humane Society, the Stark County Dog Warden looking at all the dogs, no puppy.

On Wednesday September 22, I found this website - FidoFinder.com. I took note that it is a free website to post lost and found dogs.

I searched for found dogs, and there was someone in Massilon who found one. But I thought it was too far away from where he was lost. So I entered the info on the puppy.

By Thursday morn at 7:45 AM September 23, that same lady had responded to my entry. I gave my Father the name and number and they have been very happily reunited.

I have purchased a new name tag from your site and had it sent to my Father. He is very appreciative of this site.

Thank you loads, Debbie L.


Source: http://www.fidofinder.com/lost-dog-success-story.php?id=1051

Jazz, foxy looking dog

I Saved A Lost Dog - Advantages To Walking
posted by Rob, Former Fat Guy - Weight Loss Blog
Sunday, June 10, 2007

As you may or may not know, I started the 10000 steps a day walking program earlier this week. I've been heading out my door and into the river valley walking trails here in Edmonton.

Well, as you DO know, walking is a great way to get and stay in shape. It's a low impact method of exercise that improves all area's of you life, gives you time to reflect on the day, or create your day. I listen to self help and motivational audios on my mp3 player, spending my time wisely for learning and motivation. Right now I'm listening to the unstoppable fat loss audio series from Scott Tousignant, otherwise known as the "fit bastard".

So yesterday I was out for my walk and I caught a glimpse of a "lost dog" poster on the edge of the trail. I had a look and sure enough, I recognized the dog. I called the number and spoke with Sonja and told her where I'd seen her dog Jazz, a few days earlier. Sonja lives about 12 blocks down the road from me as it turns out, so having her lost dog show up near me was not out of the question.

As I work from home, I take short breaks out on my back porch and a few days earlier, I had noticed a dog walk up to the garbage container, have a sniff and then proceed onwards. I watched the dog the whole time. Nice enough looking dog, kinda looking a bit like a fox.

So I continued on with my walk which was another 45 minutes, then spent 10 minutes on the back porch sipping a Fortune Delight to re-hydrate and then went in for a shower. I was then sitting at my desk working a bit when I heard a dog collar rattle coming from outside my window. I jumped up to have a look and sure enough, it was Jazz again.

I called up Sonja and then put on my shoes to race out to catch her. Sonja told me that she was pretty much right outside my door and I guided her toward the direction Jazz ran off. I called Jazz by name and she stopped to look at me kinda funny and then a thunder clap scared her off.

As I ran over to the neighboring street through the back alley, I saw a lady taking shelter from the rain under a car park and I asked her if she saw a dog run through here. She said yes, and that it looked a little "like a fox". That was her!

I kept on going, crossing the street and calling out to Jazz when my phone rang. It was Sonja. She had found Jazz based on the directions I had given her as she was coming up the street. Jazz had been missing for about 4 days, so was happy to be back with her owner. We had a hug and then I headed home to get out of the rain.

How many things played into finding this dog. I had looked directly at her when I first saw her and watched her the whole time she was in the back area of where I live. I walked the path where the posters were put up. I actually NOTICED the poster and had a look at it. I took the initiative to call the owner and give directions to where I had seen her. I was sitting at my desk and "heard" the collar rattle. Sonja had put out the posters and had the "intention" of finding her dog again and held that belief that she would find her. Sonja was in her car and less than 100 feet from where I saw the dog when I phoned her again so was able to be close and meet her on the road, and on and on. So many intentions, beliefs and focus and it all manifested itself.

You've gotta love the power of intention and belief. It was also no accident that I had been listening to the Joe Vitale interview from Unstoppable Fat Loss either, listening to Joe talk about Manifesting the body of your dreams and manifestation in all parts of your life. Nope... no accident at all.

So walking is not just about getting fit, clearing the mind, feeling better, improving lung capacity and bone density, but it's also about helping another find their dog. I love my life.

Source: http://www.formerfatguy.com/weblog/2007/06/i-saved-lost-dog-advantages-to-walking.asp#axzz1COxTsRf8