All of our dogs have crazy stories. All of our dogs have been through so much, and are geniouses because of it.
We sure learned our lesson when Hera was stolen from us. We learned our lesson the hard way. That lesson was, “Never let your dog out without supervision”.
November 25, 2015
We were getting ready to go to bed. I needed to take a shower, and the dogs had to go outside. I let them out, and I hadn’t realized that Alan fell asleep on the couch. So I went to shower with the dogs still outside. It took me about 10-15 minutes to shower. I went to go let Zeus and Hera inside. Zeus came scurrying in, terrified. Something was wrong. I could feel it in my stomach. Zeus had run to the basement, and I had yet to find out why. I hollered for Hera, a few times. Then a fourth time, panic set in. I started screaming for her.
I ran through the house from the back door to the front. As I was running, I screamed “Hera is missing. Hera!” and i wrenched the front door open. Never did I ever expect this to happen to us. I had been so paranoid with Zeus, and people told me I was too paranoid. So I backed off watching them outside. The one time I let my guard down, something like this happens.
We spent the entire night searching for her. Zeus even was dressed for the cold in a hoodie and boots. It was supposed to storm that night. One of the first ice storms. We searched for hours, until our hands and feet were frozen, and our voices were hoarse. We searched until almost 4 in the morning. Trying to find our baby girl. There were many emotions that night. Anger, fear, pain, devastation, hurt, broken hearts.
For a long time we were convincing ourselves to not give up hope, that we would find her. Every two days we did walk throughs at the Nebraska Humane Society. She wasn’t there. We continued to walk through, almost every day, if not every other day, before or after work. We were not going to give up on our baby girl.
Flash forward to Februay 15, 2016
Alan was playing a game on my phone, I walked downstairs after just waking up. He sits up the fastest I have ever seen him moved, all of a sudden. “Babe!” The look on his face was pure astonishment and disbelief, in a good way. Then I knew what was about to happen. A girl who was helping us look for Hera, messaged me a screenshot of a post. It was a picture of her that said “Does anyone know who’s dog this is?”
It was her! It was our Hera Bear! She was alive! She was safe! Our lives could start back up again!
We were lucky to be blessed enough to have her return to us. It happens more often than you would think. Keep an eye on your dogs, at all times. You never know if someone is going to either throw something into your backyard to hurt your dog, or for the love of God, even steal your dog. It happened to us. It can happen to you.