32 days...

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32 days ago my dog went missing after being let out to use the bathroom and I posted it here. Our other dog came home the next morning so torn apart he needed surgery. We assumed my dog was killed because he never came back. 32 days, I went to different vets and shelters looking. 32 days I reposted the same flyer so nobody would forget to keep an eye out. 32 days I barely slept at all, feeling somewhat selfish for being in my soft bed while my dog was out in the woods somewhere needing help. 32 days later, I get a phone call at work and he’s been found. I took him straight to the vet. Other than some cuts and weight loss, he is perfectly fine. I couldn’t be happier!❤️ I just needed to share the news with people that understand how much a dog can mean to somebody. I can’t explain how much I missed him.