This is the best kind of success story ever!!
It was difficult to get Cookie to concentrate. She was so scared.
The following is written by her owner………
We had only had her 8 weeks when she went missing. Cookie. Adopted from an animal shelter in Newtown, CT we had no clue how someone could let her go. The black and white English Bulldog, Pit Bull (?), Boston Terrier (?), Boxer (?) mix with the cropped ears stole our hearts the minute we laid eyes on her. Our bulldog Chauncey had only been gone for three weeks and she certainly was not a replacement for the pain of our loss, but she immediately helped bring joy and laughter to our very heavy hearts. We loved her instantly.
Is there a road nearby? Feels like Cookie went running for at least a mile………. (YES, Road nearby. Not so ‘telling’)
Has no idea where exactly she is. Very scared……..she crossed the road………there might be a few houses nearby – not many…..(Yes, a main road 3/4 to 1 mile down the farm drive with just a few houses)
Yes, it’s rural. My sister is afraid someone has her. (YES, We were convinced someone had her. She was TOO sweet and adorbs)
I don’t think so yet………she was too scared……
she’s still upset and scared and it’s hard to get her to concentrate…………(YES, this is her personality. All bulldog!)
I get a small house………an older house…….she’s near it but don’t feel like she’s in it……..
If they can – put posters up……….knock on doors……….
they may have to put out traps……..
I feel she went east but I have been known to have it backwards…….
At this point, I want to believe Susan with all my heart, but I’m also a journalist (I’ll give you both sides and YOU decide) and a philosopher – meaning, a large portion of me is open to believing her and the possibility — but I’m JUST NOT SURE…..
I get that she crossed one road………………but further on there’s another one?? She didn’t cross the second one………
Not sure if the area is a rectangle or triangle shape…………
seems the amount of trees changes – some big trees and areas of bushes……..
All of this was like, could be this place, could be that place — maybe it was possible if you truly wanted to BELIEVE, but none of it was DEFINITIVE and the skeptic in me felt it could all be so generic that it could be AnyTown USA she was describing — until the next exchange….
Cows?? Maybe?? ……I was thinking cows?? really??
My hair stood on end and I knew I had to re-read everything Susan had just told my sister because she was SPOT ON. There are cows across one street — nearly 3/4-1 mile away.
For the first time I had HOPE. I called my boyfriend, Anthony, and gave him the info and we were able to triangulate an area to search. And while we didn’t have her or even a sighting — I KNEW what Susan said was true. How? I felt it in my heart. It wasn’t just hope, it was a conviction that she was out there and we were going to bring her home.
The next day, Thursday, my BF woke up and said, “Today is the day we are going to bring her home. I just feel it. Maybe it’s hopes, but I think it’s true.”
Four hours later I got the first sighting call. She’s now been missing 3 days.
She was spotted, across the street from the farm, up near a small white house, and she was running through the ONLY cow paddocks in our town. Cookie was alive. Not being held against her will. But scared out of her mind. (Just like Susan said!)
The search for her took all day. Nine hours into it, multiple sightings and attempted captures, I realized we may need a professional. At one point I was prepared to charge $600 to pay a professional trapper to catch our $5 dog. We just wanted her home. The woman ran my credit card and was on her way …..
….and then my BF called, I could barely understand him through his excitement, jubilation and relief, but I knew he had our girl. Terrified, exhausted, covered in ticks, dehydrated and with a fever, he scooped our little girl into his arms and took her straight to the vet. She was going to be fine.
We would have never keep the line of sight on her without the assistance of so many strangers. But more importantly, we would have never triangulated the search area without Susan’s guidance. Never. With her information, we were able to focus our attention on the ACTUAL area she was lost. With all my heart I know that this allowed us to find our girl and bring her home. And for that, we will ALWAYS be grateful to Susan and my sister. Without them, Cookie may not be home.
There are no words to describe that kind of appreciation. None.