I guess the story is that he was just introduced to a new foster home and, as hounds do, followed his nose out an open door and out into the great wide world.
Eric and I decided to take our usual Sunday drive in the general vicinity. When we got there we told Cordelia to keep on the lookout and we each scanned the community as we drove randomly up and down the streets. The whole situation felt pretty hopeless. Cooper, the basset had been missing for so long. He could have been taken in by someone, gotten out of the town, worse...
We drove for probably half an hour when the girls started to complain for lunch. I told Eric that I would start to head back. In my heart I said a little prayer, hoping to find this poor dog. Not one second later I spotted him, probably a hundred yards away, just a smudge of copper and white in the yellowed grasses of a nearby field. "I SEE HIM! IT"S HIM!!" I blurted it out, not even thinking for a second that it could be a different dog, at that distance he was just a blur of dog, not distinguishable as basset. I drove closer and Eric was able to spot him as well.
We were all getting really excited. We posted on the Facebook page, trying to get someone to help us. We called the rescue which is based in a town about 3 hours from us, but we were very nervous that we'd lose him before anyone nearby could arrive to help. We rolled down the windows and called to him. He perked his ears up, definitely reacting to his name, but when he caught sight of Eric he bolted.
I drove around the field, using some pretty spectacular driving moves (if I do say so myself) and dropped Eric off at the nearest vantage point. Eric realized that Cooper was limping and went after him. There was a foot chase. Eric stepped in a cactus, but he powered on. I drove around the field, herding Cooper to the best of my ability. Finally, Cooper bolted and hit the road. I picked up Eric and we drove alongside Cooper, careful not to hit him, and I was able to herd him into a gated property that was something of a junkyard/parking lot for semi trucks. He ran to the back of the property and hid beneath a semi, trapped! We knew we had him then!
Eric was able to slowly coax the frightened pup out from beneath the semi and I contacted the rescue. They sent someone to pick him up. Once Eric had him in hand we loaded him to the back of our vehicle and offered him cereal, only food we had, and some water. He was tired, a bit frightened, but absolutely relieved.
I can't even express to you how good that felt. We, of course, said no way to a reward and were just walking on air all day! Cordelia said, "I hereby declare this family animal rescuers."
COOPER IS AVAILABLE FOR ADOPTION> CLICK HERE
Unfortunately Cooper is still waiting to find his forever home, but for now he is safely at his foster home. I am sure he is being loved up and well fed after a night that was probably pretty miserable.
Finally, Wyoming Basset Rescue is the group that helped us to find our much loved Atomic Betty Sprinkles. She, and Bumblebe, are featured in their 2014 calendar (click here to buy/ support the rescue).
Tonight, as I watched Betty and Bumblebee play with Elise I was so thankful that we had rescued them. Our lives are much richer for the experience. I encourage you to look into animal rescue if you feel you could give an animal, any animal, a loving home!