Our Little Fur Baby

Having to wait another week for some of our terrific Ceremonial photos, I'll take this post to tell a little story that I lived yesterday. Although 12/12/12 didn't quite stand up to the supposed 'end of the world' finale for most, yesterday truly proved, at least for a little while, to be MY end of the world.

Yesterday morning began just like any of my mornings. I get up, let my dog Aries out on her chain-run while I wash my face, then I left her in for the rest of the morning. As I opened the door, I noticed that she wasn't sitting on the stoop in her usual perched fashion. After calling her a couple of times, I noticed that not only she seemed to be out of site, her chain that connected her to the house was also missing. My mind went a million directions and I couldn't seem to catch my breath. I finally put it together that she was, indeed, gone.

Aries was a rescue that Pieter and I adopted about a little over a year ago, and she quickly became our little aptly-named 'fur baby'. We both grew up as dog lovers and new we wanted to find the perfect dog for our little family. Our search and final selection lead us to a little pup named Chime that we adopted through Bellwether Harbor. She quickly warmed our hearts with a strange 'hoppy' gate and a slightly humorous smile. After much consideration, we chose to name her Aries after the classic constellation that Sailors use to find their way home. Losing Aries was the closest I could compare to losing a child.

I immediately called on my parents and brother for any help they could give, and throughout the morning, word spread like wildfire. Although Pieter is away at work, we are lucky enough that he was in Baltimore and had phone and internet signal so he could search from his end as well. We contacted every friend we could, I made and posted 'Missing' signs around town, we called Cherryland Humane Society, Animal Control, every radio station we could think of, posted the information on Craigslist and Facebook, and combed the streets, calling her name and rattling food in a bowl in hopes of any sign of our girl. Over 25 friends reposted  We had a couple leads to locations near 8th & Woodmere, but nothing more than "she was here 20 minutes ago". Anyone who knows dogs, know they don't stay in one place for long, unless they're asleep. ;)

About 10 hours had past and I was truly giving up hope - it's hard to accept that there's nothing else you can do, aside from what's already been accomplished. We had exhausted all of our contacts and were the 'waiting' stage of the process. My parents came to pick me up to get out looking one final time before it got dark when I got a phone call to my brother asking where I was. After tearfully explaining our plan, he stopped me and said "Don't do any of that. We have her." I don't think I could have cried harder or could have been more thankful than I was at that moment.

Aries had gotten herself stuck between two old buildings, catching her chain in some debris, and had most likely remained there the entire day. A family friend of ours got word of Aries gone missing and having remembered some experience with her own dogs getting out and wandering the train tracks, Lory thought she'd spend her break taking a walk on the train tracks near the Library. Call it a coincidence, divine intervention or just dumb luck, but Lory came upon Aries, sitting quietly, cold and scared, waiting to be rescued.

Family is everything to Pieter and I, and although yes, she is a dog, she is our family. Most importantly I learned today just how incredible our community is. We had friends leave work to come help or spend their lunch break searching for her, I had people willing to pick me up and drive me around when they saw me running down the street, and even more incredibly, I'm still receiving phone calls from complete strangers wanting to check up on our little Aries and making sure she was home. Traverse City has blown my mind today, and if I could personally hug every single person who worked so very hard to find us out little darling, I would. Thank you so much, Traverse City, for bringing our little fur baby home to our hearts. You really are the best place to be.

The location where Aries was found

A very happy Aries and my brother, Clint, who brought her home!