The breeder that we got Ollie, our borzoi, from emailed me and asked if I would like to adopt a small female zoi she had. This little girl never grew to breed standard height and the breeder would not sell her, but knew how loved Ollie is and that we cannot afford a $600 puppy, so offered this sweetie to us! So far so good right? Mistake number one~ I invited a friend of mine to ride with us to pick her up. My friend has zero dog experience. She was having some family trouble and I thought it would do her good to get out. (Never take non dog people on dog trips~got it, move on) Mistake number two~ I told my two and a half yr old that this can be his VERY OWN DOG. (Never promise things to young children, murphy's law will intrude~ okay, lesson learned) Mistake number three~ Since it was his VERY OWN DOG, I let my son name her, he choose Ladybug. Hmmm, I wondered aloud, what registered name can I give her to go along with Ladybug? Oh, I know "Hilltop's Fly Away Home" (Never name a dog something you do not want her to be or do! ) So we meet the darling petite girl, and whisk her away for the two hour drive home, all is well, she rides very well, curled at my friends feet, Oh mistake number four~ NO CRATE!! Always use a crate!!! When we arrived home it was almost dark and I asked my friend not to open her car door until I could get around to her side, not being a dog person, she didn't listen and did open her door. Ladybug leapt from the car, it's okay she is on a leash *whew* but wait a minute, in her scramble to get out of the car herself and hold onto the dog leash, my friend set off the panic alarm on her truck right behind Ladybug. And indeed panic did ensue. Ladynug slipped her collar in an instant and with all the speed and grace of a young sighthound headed for the woods. In the dark, we quickly lost sight of her. Up until now, I did not know how wonderful my neighbors are, they all came out and helped search with golfcarts, spotlights, and flashlights until the wee hours of the morning. One neighbor has horses and rode out the next two mornings to search for her as well, but all to no avail. That was Sat night, it is now Tues night and we have caontacted and postered every vet, shelter, and groomer in our area with zero response. I have also placed lost ads on CL, Kijiji, and local periodicals. My two yr old keeps crying for his VERY OWN DOG (see mistake number two) and Robert my nine year old says "Mom, maybe there is a little boy or girl who really needed a dog like that and God used us to bring her to them" WTH, where does he get this stuff?? Anyway, it is horrible and heartbreaking. I have never ever lost a dog before. She is unusual enough that I have high hopes of finding her. Add to all this that my ex husband is threatning to take me back to court because he can't have the visitation dates he wants and it explains why I have not been posting much. I am simply trying to keep my chin up and find my VERY OWN DOG!