If you are a pet lover the four words, “I Lost My Pet” can be devastating. Now imagine you are 1100 miles from your home and your pet is lost.
That is exactly what happened to me. I was in the process of relocating from Dallas, TX back to the Chicago area. While I was waiting for my worldly goods to be delivered, I was staying with my Dad. One morning while I was in the shower, Frosty was a four month American Eskimo puppy, decided to explore the neighborhood. I was in a panic when I couldn’t find him. It was one of the worst 24 hours segments of my life.
Fortunately he was wearing his name tag with my phone number on it. In my efforts to find him, I made calls to the local animal hospitals, police department, fire department and animal shelter. I was so hoping someone would find him.
The next morning, the door bell rang. When I opened the door, there was a man standing there holding Frosty in his arms. He said he had called the phone number, but it had been disconnected (remember I was in the process of moving). He recognized the area code and then said he remembered seeing my car with the Texas license plates and both two and two together.
We can certainly spread the word faster now when one loses a pet, by using social media, but the best remedy is to have that little tag with the pet’s name, and owner’s phone number.
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