I Do No Know Where Did She Go


Picture from the Dog Spot

It has been a really hectic couple of weeks since last I posted. Momma disappeared and was lost for a really long time. I did not know where did she go. Big dog and I had to take over for her to make sure that nobody died. It was tough but we made it through.

It all started when two went out and only one came back. That is always unnerving. I kept checking the front window to see where Big Dog left Momma. Sometimes Big Dog seems dense. He wasn’t looking for Momma. I checked the back room to see if she was there …. nope. How about the bedroom? Okay, the bathroom! Nope, not there either. This went on for days! Every time I came inside, I went through the same routine. Check the back room, bedroom, bathrooms, and front window and Momma just wasn’t there.

I heard her one time when Big Dog was being noisy with the telephone thingy that he puts up to his ear – I think that he might have ear mites or something, because he puts that thing up there for a long time. Sorry, Attention Deficit Disorder kicking in again.  I could have sworn that I heard her and ran to the window to see if she was coming up the sidewalk. She wasn’t there. I knew that I heard her and checked the whole house again. Momma is really good at playing hide and seek.

This went on for days and I was really starting to think that Big Dog lost her for good. We had a good weekend, aside from no Momma, and started a new week. Big Dog came home and seemed a little bit excited. I could tell that something was up just by the way he acted. Maybe it was the way he shook his butt. It might have been the spring in his step. I could just smell something in the air. He walked to the door and took the leash from its hook. I love that thing. It is one of my best friends. I sat down and pretended like I didn’t care as he clipped the lead to my necklace. He is peculiar in his formalities. I don’t mind giving him what he wants, once in a while, to get what I want. We were going out the FRONT Door. This is almost always a good thing.

We took a short walk and then loaded up. “Load up” is what he says when he is ready for me to, well, load up. We went for a ride to this really strange place that I had never been before. I paid really close attention along the way because that is how I am. I stood between the car chairs on the console thingy where they sometimes hide treats so that I could help navigate. We slowed way down. That’s how I know we are almost there, wherever ‘there’ is. I got really vigilant because that is one of my jobs. I spotted Momma. “Big Dog! There’s Momma! There’s Momma!”, I was thinking. I spun around and got into the back seat as Big Dog almost went right on by. That got his attention and he saw Momma. He started wagging his tail too. We were all happy. We found her. We found her. I don’t know how Big Dog picked up her trail after so long. He must be the best tracker in all houndhood.

About katie

I was rescued from a hard life on a reservation in southern Montana. Big Dog and Mama brought me into their den to help me learn how to be a great citizen. I have to thank Miss Sheri for bringing me into town and introducing me to Big Dog and Mama. This is my story and I am sticking to it.


I Do No Know Where Did She Go — 8 Comments

  1. Oh Katie—I know you missed her but she was having the time of her life. She will ALWAYS come back home to you—you are her girl!!! Can’t wait to hear more about your doggie days with your friends!!!

  2. Awww Katie how frustrating to hear you mama and not be able to find her!!! I am so glad you guys found her trail and got her home safe and sound. :) Thanks for telling us all about your adventures, I love reading them.

  3. Oh Katie! I and so happy for you!! How worried you must have been!! You know, sometimes you have to trust your people parents! We have missed you! Hope to see you soon!!

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