I need some assistance from my readers today. Our black-and-tan rat terrier, Riggy, apparently escaped from the backyard this morning through a small gap between the fence and the house. A little black dog who’s used to spending most of his time in the air conditioning really doesn’t need to be out running around in this heat, so if anybody sees him, I’d appreciate it if you could grab him for me.
Riggy weighs about 17 pounds and looks like what you’d get if you crossed a Doberman with a Shrinky-Dink. He was not wearing a collar when he left, but he is microchipped. He’s fidgety and very friendly, so he’ll probably come right up to you and lick you half to death if he crosses your path. If this happens, please grab him and let me know where to pick him up.
Songdog would especially appreciate it if you could help bring his best friend home, as he misses him terribly and has done nothing but wander around, looking lost, since he disappeared.
Here are a few pictures of the Rig-Monster:
Come home, little prodigal. You don’t need to wander around in the far country by yourself.
4 thoughts on “AWOL terrier”
I hope he turns up soon. He’s probably out sowing wild oats. Hope he doesn’t wind up at your mean neighbor’s house. Have you put out the word door-to-door in your neighborhood yet?
Riggy is fixed. He doesn’t have any wild oats to sow. At this point, I’d be OK with it if he ended up at the “mean” neighbor’s house; the guy might have mishandled his apiphobia, but he also has a soft spot for earthdogs (he owns a long-haired doxie that spends most of its time chasing squirrels and barking at birds), so I imagine Rig would be in pretty good hands if he ended up over there. Most of our neighbors are at work, but I’ve been flagging people down as I see them. The mailman is keeping an eye out for him, and a lot of my kids live in the neighborhood and are on Facebook a lot, so he’ll have a lot of people watching for him.
If he shows up in my neighborhood, he’d really be a wanderer! Nevertheless, I’ll keep an eye out.
Thanks. There’s no telling where he decided to go. Little snot has gotten away from us a couple of times in the past, but he usually runs about 10 feet and then stops, looks back, and waits for somebody to come and get him when he realizes the rest of his pack isn’t following him. I’m guessing he was either chasing Schrodinger (the little stray cat who sort of wants to be our pet but doesn’t have the nerve to get that close) or just got caught up in the fun of roaming free and kept going because his humans weren’t outside to tell him to come back. I imagine if he misses a meal or two, he’ll decide he’s better off at home.