I can't find my dog as of approximately 10:30 last night. I was turning in to bed around midnight and he was nowhere to be found. We are at my parents' house in Richardson because my mother in law is in intensive care at Baylor.
I have stood outside with him every time I have taken him out. I can't figure out how he got out. He is not wearing his collar. There are tons of rabbits in my parents' neighborhood right now, and I feel like he took off after one and got lost.
I have driven every street and alley in the neighborhood twice, we have put up fliers and sent an email to the homeowners association hoping they will spread the word. I posted this while driving around looking for him.
This dog is pretty much my everything and I feel absolutely empty and worthless right now and my stomach is in knots.
Come 8am I'm going to start calling shelters. There's nothing I can do now but pray and wait. I'm exhausted but can't sleep for the churning guilt in my stomach. I just hope my baby boy is safe and I'm praying that I get to see him again. I feel selfish and ashamed for doing so with so many people all over the world truly suffering, but I just want him back I honestly want to cry because I know I'll feel better, but I can't. I go from the verge of tears to just numb and empty
I have stood outside with him every time I have taken him out. I can't figure out how he got out. He is not wearing his collar. There are tons of rabbits in my parents' neighborhood right now, and I feel like he took off after one and got lost.
I have driven every street and alley in the neighborhood twice, we have put up fliers and sent an email to the homeowners association hoping they will spread the word. I posted this while driving around looking for him.
This dog is pretty much my everything and I feel absolutely empty and worthless right now and my stomach is in knots.
Come 8am I'm going to start calling shelters. There's nothing I can do now but pray and wait. I'm exhausted but can't sleep for the churning guilt in my stomach. I just hope my baby boy is safe and I'm praying that I get to see him again. I feel selfish and ashamed for doing so with so many people all over the world truly suffering, but I just want him back I honestly want to cry because I know I'll feel better, but I can't. I go from the verge of tears to just numb and empty
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