Hug them tight!!! Last night 8 month old Yukon got lost. My husband had him on leash three doors down from our house. Our neighbor inadvertantly swung a plastic garbage barrel out of his alley and hit Yukon right in the face. This spooked him and he took off like there was no tomorrow. Hubby standing on ice lost his footing and also the leash! As Yukon neared the corner he met with a very tough German Shepard (free roaming) and ran further and faster. I live in Boston - big city blocks and lots of traffic. Long story short 4 & 1/2 hours of 6 people out searching I found him. The flexilead was so heavy it got wrapped around a pole and he was stuck. I was in my car and said I would take one more ride up and down each street calling his name. The 2nd to last street I'm coming up a hill and yelling Yukon then stopping to listen and all of a sudden I saw that cute black head stick up from the snow! You would have thought I'd hit the 300 million Powerball. I'm crying and he was like a crazy man!!!! I have neve felt so happy - better than my wedding day - but don't tell my hubby! As bad luck would have it - on Thursday he broke his collar and lost his ID tag. More bad luck - He was microchipped earlier that morning but it wasn't registered yet! Talk about ironic. Anyway - all paws were bloodied but just one nail still a bit sensitive today. Quite skittish around strangers! What happened to him? Where was he? One question - does driving around in six different cars yelling his name confuse him and possibly get him more lost? I started thinking I was doing more harm than good as I'm on one block yelling "Yukon" then three minutes later another block. What if he was trying to get to me and I kept moving? Well I had a happy ending thank God as I couldn't imagine getting up today without him! Hug all your Berners extra today for me!
Kristin O'Neill South Boston, MA Yukon
