Scary Day....

OK - well I was really looking forward to this weekend. I had Friday off of work and my parents were coming in to town... it was just going to be nice and relaxing. Uh..... not so much.

Let's start with Friday. I was supposed to hang out with my mom and sisters at about 10AM. At 8:30 I went outside with Chloe to let my 2 dogs out. Well, they both just took off running. I ran around to the front of the house and there were so many people and cars around (lots of things going on in the area for the Fourth). Everything happened so fast, but as I was yelling for Daisy to come back, someone ran over her in their car. As the guy drove past, I yelled at him and his response- "What was I supposed to do?" - with this dumb look of laughter on his face. He drove off.

I ran, barefoot and carrying Chloe, down to where she was hit. She was nowhere to be found. There were some people outside who saw what happened and they directed me to where she ran. I looked for a minute but couldn't really do anything barefoot and carrying a 23 lb baby. I got back to the house as quickly as I could and called Shane. He was working about a mile away and got home in about 30 seconds.

We then proceeded to jump fences, trespass on to private property and trudge through the brush for about 8 hours. All the while, not knowing if our little Doober was alive or what. I had to still keep Chloe in mind and she needed to have lunch and a nap so while I was home, I called vets in the area, animal shelters, and the police. No one had any news of anything.

I have been in the situation of having a missing animal before - it did not end well so I was expecting the worst. Shane was not having an easy time and I was keeping a stone exterior because otherwise, I would have been a blubbering mess and NO help at all.

Anyway, I had to go to the store for some necessities and when I got back, I noticed Shane's truck was gone and he had not been back for some time. When I texted him to see what area he was looking in, I got this text back:

Does this face look familiar

I called him right back just so I could hear him say it. As he told me that she was ok, I broke down - just sobbing uncontrollably. The whole time this was going on, I was preparing for the worst so my emotions just took over. Here is what happened...

I called almost every vet in the phone book that was in the area, but there was only ONE office that Shane actually went in to in Provo. His friend from high school just happened to work there and he left Daisy's description with her. At about 5:30, she called and said that she thought someone may have brought in Daisy. Shane drove down and there was our Daisy, wagging her tail; so happy to see him.

Apparently, Daisy had made her way in to someone's garage in Provo and made herself at home. When they found her, they gave her food and water while they were trying to get a hold of a vet. For those of you who know the area, she ended up across from Will's Pit Stop on University Avenue. We live up near the Gold's Gym on 8th E in Orem..... Not a quick trip for a dog who was just run over.

Anyway, Daisy had no broken bones, no internal bleeding, no concussion.... Just a few stitches. Unbelievable. We never thought we would see her alive again. The day was so emotionally draining and I don't think poor Shane has never been so worried/scared in his life. Anyway, here are the after shots of the stitches and whatnot...