It's great to know Mark reads replies!
Minnesota has a rescue group: SAFE HANDS ANIMAL RESCUE. Through this organization I was able to adopt Cricket, an abused 17 pound, 1-2 year old female terrier mix rescued from a high-kill shelter in Kentucky. I have had her for one year now. In all this time, she still is very frightened of many things, but she is gradually coming around. She is black with brown markings on her face and legs, much like a dachshund.
She knows her name, but still does not come to me when called. She loves going for walks and riding in the car. Sudden and loud noises startle her amazingly. She has run away several times, when frightened, but gratefully, I have always been able to find her where she was hiding.
Over the 4th of July I was visiting my sister in Wisconsin with Cricket. Not surprisingly, fireworks, thunder and lightning are among the things which frighten her the most.
At 11 p.m. on Saturday the 5th, Cricket slipped out of her collar in my sister's unfenced back yard during her last outside visit for the day. Something had startled her. My sister kept her in sight, while I got the car to help get her back.
In her fear, she ran further away from us than we had ever walked. She went up a driveway between two houses and disappeared!!
Because of her personality and fears and dark color, I said to my sister right then that if I never saw her again, I just hoped that someone would give her a loving home. We made all the important calls and put up signs, as well as driving around looking the next day, but we had no luck. (She is microchipped and I called to let them know she was in Madison, if found.)
I had been reading RESCUING SPRITE, and that night, after doing some crying and feeling so sad and helpless, I decided to read more in the book. The section I was reading told about Mark's friendship with Rush Limbaugh--and his kindness and sensitivity in regard to Mark's dread of losing Sprite. It seemed like synchronicity that I found myself reading that part of the book just then. It gave me comfort in knowing how much Cricket and I had shared in the time we had had together, even if I would never see her again.
I had to head back to Minnesota Monday, without her. I was just heartsick!! By then she had been gone two nights, during one of which there were terrible storms! The next night there were more storms.
Tuesday morning I called my sister. She didn't want me to get my hopes up, but that morning Cricket was on the sidewalk in front of their house!!! She would not come close, but spent the day in the vicinity. Many neighbors had been alerted to the loss of the dog, so they were doing anything they could to help. (The Madison neighbors are amazingly animal-friendly). Cricket's fear disallowed anyone "catching" her. She is incredibly fast.
Finally, by the end of the day, using canned food and loving persuasion and patience, Cricket finally entered my sister's home. I could hardly believe my relief and joy. She seemed to be just fine, although hungry, thirsty and tired and cautious. A vet checked her over and agreed.
I was finally reunited with Cricket yesterday evening (July 21st). As I am writing this, she is sleeping happily on the couch in the livingroom with me. She has lost some weight due to her ordeal and is still skittish, but otherwise I think our lives will now be getting back to normal.
She now has a harness, to avoid the possibility of slipping her collar.
Although I would have chosen to offer my home to another needy dog, if I had not been able to find Cricket, I am so greatful to have her back with me.
Thank you, Mark Levin, for sharing your story of Sprite with us all. Also, I am so happy that you decided to add another member to your family. Griffen sounds just wonderful. Congratulations!!
As you said at the end of your wonderful book "we humans are the lucky ones."