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Miss Sadie's Adventures

Fireworks are SCARY - and I nearly did my mommie in with worry!

On May 19th, Sadie was having a very good day. We were camping in Iowa, playing flyball at a tournament in the Amana Colonies, and she reached the title of Flyball Master that day, quite an achievement, since she reached it in only a year and a half. It took Tilly over three years to reach that same title.

That night, the fun of the day went on the back burner as far as what was most memorable. There was an unexpected fireworks display, and Sadie bolted, breaking out of her exercise pen. She didn't just run, she FLEW, and no one could catch her. Thus began the worst 16 hours of my life. We searched until three am, through corn fields and cow pasture, across roads and barbed wire fences, without a sign of her. The next day, we got organized, and began searching more systematically, going door to door to businesses and homes. Around noon, she was spotted by a police officer who was driving through farm fields in the direction she'd ran, looking for her as he did his regular patrol. They called us, and we went to find her, but she'd already bolted, so we began walking the farm fields. She was spotted by a friend of mine, but yet again, bolted before she could grab her. As she ran, another friend began pacing her in his car, and saw her run right up to a complete stranger!!! They rushed her to me and my boyfriend. We were all so glad to be reunited with her! Tilly wagged her tail hard enough to beat the band - you could tell her "sister" knew something was wrong, and was so glad to see her, too!! She was found a good three miles from where we'd been camping, we were all so amazed that she was back, and without hardly a scratch on her! Just a lot of ticks!

So now, we're VERY careful when it comes to fireworks. VERY careful! Throughout the recent fourth of July holiday, we kept not just a close eye on her, but kept her leashed and indoors as much as possible!!!!