Jun 30, 2008 04:21PM
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Last week, just out of curiosity, I was looking on petfinder.com at all the border collie available adoptions in my area. I figured if I came across a profile that seemed like a possible match for me, then I'd look into it, but didn't expect much.
Well, I actually called on three of the dogs to get more info about them, but they'd all been adopted out. But it turns out that one rescue agency I called that's independently owned had a border collie/golden retriever mix and a border collie up for adoption, although the mix was tentatively promised to another family. They've probably decided to keep her.
Anyway, the lady invited me out to her place yesterday (Sunday) to see the dogs she has, and had me meet the border collie she thought I'd be interested in. Well, after meeting the dog, I knew he wouldn't be a good match for Trevor and me and Blackie.
However, it turns out she had a dog that was surrendered to her rescue on Saturday evening, another golden/collie mix, about 1½ year old. Trevor and I met with him also for about an hour.
All of us clicked. What a wonderful dog! His personality was so much like Eric's that it almost seemed like having a few moments back with Eric, only in a different body.
The lady who owns the rescue agency, which she operates out of her home, agreed that we were the family for him. She gave me the application to take home and fill out, and we agreed that she would keep him for a month because he was recoving from mange, which would be a 30 day treatment of Ivermec.
Today I bought him a blue collar and a gold bone name tag. His name is Bryce. I was going to take the collar to the rescue place this weekend and put it on him and bring Blackie to meet him (his mange is not contagious).
Within an hour after I got the collar and name tag for him, the lady from the rescue called me with bad news. She said Bryce escaped early this morning and they'd been searching for him all morning and afternoon. She said they've filed reports with all the local humane societies and they're going to put a lost ad in the paper if they don't find him by this evening.
He's not wearing a collar because he had a wound on his neck that she was treating and a collar would've kept the wound open, so she planned to put a collar on him by the weekend when it had a decent scab. He doesn't even have a microchip. Now he's gone in a rural area that's eight tenths of a mile from a major highway.
I'm absolutely devastated. I only met this dog once, but unfortunately, I immediately felt like he was "my dog." It was the first time I've really felt at peace with Eric's death, meeting Bryce.
I had the application filled out and everything. I was so excited too, that his adoption fee would be affordable for me. I really felt like this was the blessing I needed to truly be at peace with Eric's death.
And now he's gone. One day later, and he's gone. I feel like I've lost Eric all over again.
I can only pray that they find him safe and unharmed.
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