I understand what both of you are saying, and I have had 2 dogs before of my own who had strokes, but with different outcomes, also have heard of other absences, of long or short duration. But I am finding it hard to remain positive in Harper’s case knowing as I do her amazing coping with her disability but nevertheless the frequent bone shuddering collisions she frequently has, sometimes with me, and that hurts. So her confidence is often misplaced and I do fear the worst. She is so obedient and generally instantaneous in her recall that if she is within whistle range of me she is either dead or injured, and if not, then the further she travels the more she will put herself into danger.
Yes she is chipped, and now all the commercial premises, post offices, and mairies in 2 communes have been postered plus the vet at the nearest large town.
Borghild has been very active in bringing her plight to Facebook and the word has spread and been shared many times, in both English speaking and French communities. When I went into the vet’s, as I prepared to hand over the poster and before I had opened my mouth, I was immediately asked, ‘has she not been found yet?’ Similarly at the supermarket, the man on accepting the poster said ‘oh yes, I saw that on the internet’.
There was a slight hiccup in communications today as a planned walk in the woods by volunteers did not take place. Nevertheless, the generous Dutchman just up the lane from me has been out no less than 3 times with his small dog which has had some success with tracking in the past, covering a very large area of the penetrable forest within and beyond our immediate area. On returning from my poster round I went straight to his house to avoid covering the same ground again and it was obvious that there was very little left for me to look through, so I concentrated on an area of forest where I know there is a long fault line in the trees with a vertical drop. Only 3 or 4 metres or so, but easy enough for a blind dog to fall and be injured. I had Jules with me, nose always to the ground as usual, but I could not be sure that his enthusiasm was in following the scent from the scrap of Harper’s bedding that I offered to his nose, or merely following all of the animals that had passed that way in the last 24 hours.
It is possible that an attempt will be made, perhaps a little further afield tomorrow, but I haven’t had confirmation of that yet and in any case, after my usual Tuesday morning shopping duties are fulfilled I will be out there again with Jules.
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