OMG! My neighbor Art called me at work yesterday to let me know Misha was not in the yard. He'd been stopping after his walk to give her a biscuit. He and his wife Jo did a thorough examination of the yard and couldn't fine a sign of her. So I came home early.
I soon discovered how she escaped -- climbing the woodpile then jumping 6+ feet to the ground. I had visions of her running for miles then getting totally confused. And of course no one could get near her to capture her or read her tag. So, we alerted the neighborhood on Facebook, put an ad on Craigslist, posted photos, contacted both animal shelters and the animal wardens, who informed us they had traps that might be successful. I had to work last night, and came home worried and dejected. I imagined her out there somewhere, in the woods or far away, hungry and scared.
Then this morning about 5:45 we heard barking in the front yard. I went down and called "Misha, Misha" and up she trotted, not too close though. I got some food -- crunchies and turkey -- and went out into the back yard but she was already there, waiting over by the manger. Joanie got the gate closed, and we fed her copious amounts of crunchies, canned food, and left over salmon. I had moved the woodpile yesterday so wasn't worried about that any more.
But, this tells us a couple of things: She has bonded with us and considers this place home, a place to come back to; and she's smart. She can find her way back. God knows how many streets she crossed or where she went. We are so relieved!
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