Last Wednesday I received a call from my wife. She had arrived home and found the gate to our backyard open and our two Basset Hounds Vincent and Henry nowhere to be found. They are both still puppies, Vincent is 14 months and Henry is 7 months, and they both love to follow their noses wherever they may lead.
I told my boss I had to go and left for home, meanwhile Jenny called her mom to join us in the hunt. When I arrived home I talked to our neighbor who had seen them running around a half-hour earlier. He had tried to catch them but to no avail (he is a little older, and they are pretty quick). He last saw them running toward the main road. We don’t live on a busy street, but I was still really worried about finding them in a ditch, hit by a car.
Jenny drove off to do a larger area scan, her mom was looking around our home, and I took off on foot calling their names and asking everyone I saw if they had seen two Basset Hounds running loose. This was all happening the same evening I had to go to the airport to pick up my mom who was flying in from Maryland for a visit. I was already planning on making signs and posting them up and down the street if I had to leave.
I had been walking down the road in one direction when I saw Jenny’s mom drive by in her car, off to look for the dogs in a broader area. Since they had both driven the same direction I decided to walk the opposite way. I honestly had no clue how we were ever going to find them, it was a scary/sick feeling. I stopped at the bottom of our driveway and just prayed that God would point me in the right direction.
I glanced to my right and saw a man standing at the top of his driveway. He looked at me and shouted, “I have your dogs!” I started running towards him and as I got closer I heard him saying, “Thank you Jesus, you’ve answered our prayers!” He said when he saw me, he just knew that the dogs were mine. I called Jenny and she drove to where we were waiting.
He had seen the dogs walking along the road and picked them up and put them in his friend’s yard. Then he made flyers and organized a group of neighborhood kids to post signs on the telephone poles lining our street (in the opposite direction of where we had been looking)! It was unbelievable. We went into the backyard and there to the joy of our hearts were Vincent and Henry, looking happy as they sniffed a bunny cage they had found.
A flood of relief filled my heart as I saw them. I know they are just dogs, but they are definitely special to us. It was even cooler knowing that while we were praying that we would find them safe and alive, the people who had found them were praying that they would find us! And God answered both our prayers!
We put Vincent and Henry in the car, thanked all the people who had been a part of saving our dogs yet again, and drove them home. The next morning I installed two more secure latches on the gate in the hopes of keeping them in forever!
All this happened and I still made it to the airport on time to pick up my mom!