Well, a whole bunch of circumstances yesterday helping to try and find a lost Cardi (who happily WAS found and now is at home, safe and snuggled, hooray!)
I just... wow, it's just hit me again, how much I miss my Gabriel. First time I've been out searching without him in six years now. I remember turning to Melisa as we walked Simon and Scout up into the worst areas and saying, "I just wish to heck I had Gabe right now."
And she said, "Yeah, I know."
But, on a lighter note... let me tell you, around here, it's never a grand thing to knock on the house door, talk to a fellow, and have him tell you there's a momma bear and two cubs on those backtrails that have no apparent fear of people, and he'd just spotted them on his lawn again this morning. And of course, they love to throw in the "If you get between her and those cubs she'll rip you apart!"
Yep, gotcha, thank you! Don't tick off fall-feeding momma bears.*
Of course, us without my bear bells that I ride with and walk the dogs at the barn with. we talked, whistled, and let the dogs bark every quarter mile when we were deep back there.
However, Kayla the Cardi is safe and sound, picked up on the bridge later this evening. That's the best ending, right there for her owner, all the people that love her, and Kayla. :) So many people chipped in so much time on this and put so much effort into helping, and her owner was so, so fantastic about getting the word out there and getting the fliers up - it was heartening to see how close knit the Corgi folks are.
*Note: This is wisdom to live by, right there. Personally, I'm less worried about the crabby bears then I am the scary road, bridge, and the speeding drivers, thanks!
(Yes, yes, the picture doesn't have much to do with the entry, I know. But I'll just point out that see how dirty his tongue was? Multiply that and you'll get how filthy he was in the car on the way home. (Yay, mud and decaying leaf litter, my favorite!)
Simon was tired last night, since he walked all that with me. I think the funniest part of the day was Melisa taking the car to stick fliers one way and me walking the other. When we finally met up a mile or so later, she rolled down the window, and Simon was like, "oh, yay, the car's here!" standing up on his hind legs and bouncing up and down. When we struck the next game plan and she drove off again, the look of shock on his face was almost comical. Okay, it was downright hilarious. ;)
"But... but mom! The car - she, uh, mom! The car, she's stealing our CAR! Crud."