That was Friday. He reappeared Sunday afternoon. He had been lost in the canyons of the Oregon high desert for 48 hours. And when I say "reappeared" that's what I mean: after 2 days of hiking, driving, calling, and worrying, my husband and his friends drove back up to the ranch where they were staying, and there's a skinny, sore Briar in front of the house. He had found his way back to a house he had only seen once.
I don't ever want us to go through that again. There were coyotes in those canyons. Coyote traps. Not a lot of water. So this is what a setter looks like when he gets back home after that (you can't tell from the cellcam, but he's very very skinny):
And this is what he looks like after a much needed bath and two meals:
I think he's getting a doggie GPS system for Christmas.
Last but not least, I want to thank PetAmberAlert.com for their services. Briar found us, so we didn't actually have opportunity to see them do their whole thing, but I had signed up for their 200-person phone alert and was really pretty pleased at how they were willing to take on a dog lost in a rural, sparsely populated area.
I hope none of you EVER go through a weekend like that one.