Like any other day I gave my two dogs, Abraham and Sarah, their supper kibbles around 7PM. Like any other day I let them out a little bit later for their nature calls before bringing them in for the night. Nature calls consist of a toddle around the house, maybe up to the garden area, the prerequisite needs taken care of, the two run back up the deck and either lie there or sit by the door waiting to be let in. Like any other day, I went to the door to call in the dogs after about 30 minutes. Only Sarah was there.
We have had Abraham and Sarah since they were barely 3 months old and they've been our babies ever since and for the past 12 years. They are the best dogs...loyal, affectionate, protective, good natured and total homebodies. They are always with one of us whether inside or out and never venture off.
So...I called for Abraham. Nothing. I kept calling. Nothing. If he is somewhere on the yard he is always right there by a third call. He could not be more predictable in this! My husband joined me in calling. Nothing. Not a woof or a tinkle of the license tags on his collar. So we both became very uneasy and began looking for him or some sign of him. That was 8PM. We just got inside 15 minutes ago after combing our property by flashlight, scouring the road several miles in both directions and even with the aid of a neighbour. Nothing.
I love my dogs very much; they are my four-legged kids...and right now I am fighting so hard to keep the faith I will still find my boy. I am fighting just as hard not to cry my eyes out for fear something bad has befallen Abraham. I won't be able to sleep tonight. Maybe I'll lie down for an hour before dawn but be back outside with the sunrise to keep looking...
Please pray for Abraham to be safe. Please pray that we find him.
Leila