Savannah went missing on April 27th.... and came home yesterday, May 8th (Mother's Day). In an ironic twist, the neighbors who originally set off the fireworks that sent Savannah racing down our hill are the same neighbors who saw Savannah racing up our hill yesterday afternoon... trailing her 20-foot leash behind her and still wearing her collar and ID tags. My husband and I had been in town but were on our way home when we got the phone call from those neighbors and we rushed here to find Savannah on our porch, leaning up against the back door, dirty and exhausted, and overwhelmed by her adventure, I'm sure.
We have no idea where Savannah was for all of these days, but right now, she's home, she's safe, she doesn't seem to be hurt, and we're giving her some time to settle down before we take her to the vet for a look-see.
I have to say that if you're going to pick a country road to live on in the godforsaken woods, then pick a road with excellent neighbors. All of our friends here made Savannah's story their story, and for that we will always be grateful.
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