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Hey, Ken, so glad to hear he's home safe and sound.<BR><BR>SHANNON L. DILLON<BR> <BR>
<DIV>> From: kenvolonte@comcast.net<BR>> To: cagdu@nfbcal.org<BR>> Date: Sun, 10 Jul 2011 00:03:46 -0700<BR>> Subject: [Cagdu] my lost guide<BR>> <BR>> This has been a long day. Edison escaped from our back yard early this <BR>> morning. Early, when there were no cars on the street which usually sounds <BR>> like the ocean. I called and called, then got dressed and started walking <BR>> with my cane and his leash clicking and calling. I heard his bark and <BR>> called again. He was perhaps three houses down. I ran back to the house as <BR>> fast as I could, left the front door open and started dropping nuggets of <BR>> kibble into his food boll. In a minute, he bounded through the door all <BR>> glad to see me. I later discovered that the lock on my west gate was <BR>> faulty; and the day progressed pleasantly.<BR>> <BR>> Tonight I let him out but stood outside figuring that when he was done, <BR>> he'd come back to the door; but once he had escaped, he had a taste for more <BR>> adventures in the neighborhood. It was now 10:30:pm. Again, I walked with <BR>> cane and leash clicking and calling, but he was nowhere to be found.<BR>> <BR>> Velvet and I set off driving around the neighborhood looking for him. <BR>> We phoned the S-mart, the pizza restaurant down the street, any place that <BR>> had to do with food. Edison is, after all, a lab. Nobody had seen him.<BR>> <BR>> I called the police and animal control. There was nothing left to do <BR>> but go home and wait. I also called GDB to report this incident. I left my <BR>> name with the voice mail to which I was directed by another phone machine.<BR>> <BR>> When we got home, the phone was ringing. It was someone from Guide <BR>> Dogs' kennel staff. She took down Edison's stats and time of loss, etc. <BR>> While I was on the phone with her, the door bell rang. Two girls were <BR>> standing there. "Are you a blind person", they wanted to know. They were <BR>> embarrassed and feeling awkward. "Well, we think we have your dog." It was <BR>> true enough. They had him on a thin plastic leash such as I've never run <BR>> across. All of this was heard by the Guide Dogs person who thanked me for <BR>> calling and rejoicing at the happy outcome. When I think of what could have <BR>> happened... I don't think I'll sleep tonight. Edison had made his way to <BR>> one of the sororities at UOP where there was a party going on. a cook out. <BR>> He's a lab. What can I say. <BR>> <BR>> _______________________________________________<BR>> Cagdu mailing list<BR>> Cagdu@nfbcal.org<BR>> https://www.nfbcal.org/mailman/listinfo.cgi/cagdu<BR></DIV> </div></body>
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