Dog missing from California found 2,000 miles away in Detroit

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Luvs a happy ending!

h/t Breitbart

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greenworxx
greenworxx
1 month ago

It always warms my heart when lost or stolen pets are reunited with their families. Identity chips are certainly worth the investment.

Brian Heinz
Brian Heinz
1 month ago

A glimmer of hope and light in a dark world…..Thanks DCG for the smile and moment of hope…God has our backs

Calgirl
Calgirl
1 month ago

Such a joy to read about/see on this site. Makes me wonder if we should not only identify our pets these days with a chip or GPS…but our children, too? Our cars? Our firearms? Lots of stuff? In a day when our law enforcement manpower is decreased and also debased/neutered for enforcement of law, it seems like we should all at least be able to track down our own children, dogs, cats, firearms, cars…etc etc…when and if they are stolen or otherwise disappear and there is no help on the way.

Calgirl
Calgirl
1 month ago

Just checking in. Nothing new here. So, wanted to relate on this sort of pet site, that one time I had a pet cat carried away by a Great Owl. She was a “teen-aged cat,” so not a baby, but not yet full grown. I saw this happen as I stood at my kitchen window. I thought she was gone forever to this bird of prey. However, about 4 days later, she showed up. I studied to find out that owls kill their prey by dropping them from a height. Obviously, our cat survived and made her way home. The sad thing is, this cat would NOT come out from under anything no way, no time of day….under the couch, under a table, under a bed….and so on, ever after. It was sad. She spent the rest of her life sheltering from an owl attack, and for good reason. 🙁 Her name was “Speck” b/c she was a petite, tiny, calico cat.

Brian Heinz
Brian Heinz
1 month ago
Reply to  Calgirl

We have lost many cats and chickens to Owls and Hawks, my wife saved a chicken screaming and swinging a broom as she ran towards it. The problem was we feed ours well and the hawk was small so saved the chicken, but she had to process it any way from the attack it was to injured to save, so when I got home from work it was fresh fried chicken. What she didn’t know was they are yard birds so you have to pressure cook them first then fry them. It was like trying to bite into a rubber chicken and it bounce back onto the bone…I told her the saying “Tough old bird” she proceed to slap me any way…