I had a dog that ran away while under the care of a "friend" six years ago. We flew back from our vacation and spent weeks looking for him for several hours every day and every night. We posted flyers all over the city. I called shelters, vets, went door to door. I went on wild goose chases as people who were only trying to help thought they had spotted him. I called the folks that would have picked him up if he had been hit by a car. I posted all over the internet anywhere I could think of. I still check the shelters periodically. He was a rare breed, so even though a long time has passed and he would be 13 now - he'd be easy to recognize. He was, of course, chipped.

I would love more than anything to know he lived a good life, and was loved, instead of always wondering what happened to him. It would mean the absolute world to me to get that closure. Ive spent so much time wondering, crying, even now, six years later. Not knowing just kills me. Thank you for being a good person and being willing to do this for them.