Bevo's Big Adventure

Monday afternoon, I received a call from my neighbor Judy...her 12 year old practically blind, mostly deaf pug Bevo had gotten out of the fence. Apparently, the pest control guy did not shut the gate very well and Mr. Bevo had walked right out of the backyard and out into the big, beautiful world. Only about 15 minutes had passed before Judy realized he was missing and she searched all over the cul-de-sac and could not find him anywhere.  Some of our neighbors were out playing and they helped her look and could not find him. By the time, she called me her voice was cracking and she was in a little bit of a panic.

Chip and I sprung into action and joined the search party!  It was a hot afternoon and since Bevo is impaired in the seeing and hearing department it felt kind of urgent that we find him quickly.  Now Bevo is not a particularly peppy pup. In fact, I often call him Eeyore because he really does more of a mosey than a walk.  Occasionally a trot if there is some yummy turkey for him and very rarely does he ever run. Based on that, I assumed he would be close by just slowly smelling all the things as he meandered around the neighborhood.  There are lots of different directions he could have gone once he left the cul-de-sac, so we split up.  Judy went one way, I went another and Chip went another. We walked the sidewalks close to the house and then spread out further and further. Finally, I rounded a corner and I saw Chip headed my way with a smile on his face and a pug on the end of his leash.

I hardly recognized Bevo because he was trotting along like a dog half his age with a new found purpose.  He had been exploring and you could tell it had been an absolute thrill for him.  He was all the way over by the hospital, which means the old boy left the yard and started hustling!  There was no mosey in his adventure game.  His tongue was practically dragging the ground, but his tail was up high and he was just proud.  If Bevo could have talked, I just know he would have spun story after story about his break out and his half hour out in the world. I would love to know what he saw and how he felt!

There were of course a few tears as Judy reunited with her pup!  She was so relieved. Then they both headed into the air conditioning to get some water and some wine to recover from the adventure!

I gave my search and rescue hero, Chip a pat on the back for a job well done!  We both wondered  how far The Worst Dog in the World would have gone in thirty minutes.  We agreed he would have gone very, very far and it would require motorized vehicles to cover his search and rescue area!  Let's hope we never have to experience that with Coop!

Signing off....gotta go check the gates again and make sure they are closed!  Have a fabulous day!