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Two weeks ago Friday, after two weeks of perfect behaviour, our little buddy Teeter thought he’d see how fast he could run and how high our anxiety levels could spike.
On our last walk of the evening – around 10:45 pm – Teeter was spooked by something, perhaps the two neighbours who were having their late evening smoke or the very loud bark of the dog next door. He panicked and slipped his collar and took off circling the building , one of our neighbours in pursuit, and then he headed across the road into the heavy underbrush of a thicket that backs onto houses in the next street. Within minutes Laurent was downstairs and joined by four more of our neighbours we spread out calling his name.
I won’t go into too much detail nor will I keep you in suspense, we did get him back: 10 hours later. In that ten hours there were seven people out looking until past midnight; I posted on PEI Lost Pets and Ask PEI Facebook pages; the weather turned cold, windy, and pelting rain; we kept an overnight vigil at the building entrance; our neighbours in the building and the “hood” were involved in the search the next morning; and the Breeder drove in to town from Marshfield with Teeter’s sister Chloe to aid and finally flushed him out of hiding.
In all my days in this naughty world I have rarely seen such an outpouring of concern and help as I saw in that ten hours. People responded on the two Facebook sites with advise, moral support and ultimately a sighting. The neighbour who had first given chase helped us until after midnight and was out the next morning at 0700. Several people in the building drove around the area looking for him. An early morning text message from a lady from PEI Lost Pets sent us out in the right direction. A lady who was walking her wire-haired dachsie joined the hunt as did several others who were out for their morning constitutionals. It was someone from Facebook who recognized that Teeter was the sire of her dog who notified the Breeder.
And so it went on: a group of individuals working together as a community to find our Teeter and bring him home. The caring and support was overwhelming as were the congratulatory messages after the Prodigal returned.
As for Teeter – he was wet, bedraggled, scared and hungry. After a quick dry off, the fatted food bag was broke open, and there was feasting and cuddles. Then Teeter, along with Papa and Gros Pa, was ready for a long nap.
The word for July 5th is:
Thicket /thĭk′ĭt/: [noun]
1.1 A dense growth of shrubs or underbrush; a copse.
1.2 Something suggestive of a dense growth of plants, as in impenetrability or thickness.
1.3 A wood or a collection of trees, shrubs, etc., closely set. “a ram caught in a thicket”
Middle English, from Old English þiccet from þicce “thick” + Old English nominal suffix -et.
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