Serving all of Racine and Kenosha County, WI communities. A 501c3 nonprofit.
We are a group of people who were united in the search for a super sweet and skittish fella by the name of Billy. This is the story of on of the founder’s first ever lost dog search:
This story takes place in March and April of 2017.
He was in my area and I couldn’t sit back and not look for him. I knew nothing about lost dogs, skittish or not, and just went tracking him in the woods during the last snow storm of the year. Now, I have had dogs. I do know some things about them. But not about tracking a lost one. And I knew nothing about dogs going wild after a time when out there on their own. Their fight or flight survival mode.
I found his tracks and followed them. Then I spooked up a fox she actually been tracking. But more tracks were going north, so she did. Up hills, over streams, down steep hills, over logs over ravines, through brush, in the foot deep snow with heavy boots on. She wasn’t giving up. She had to find him. Something in her was pushing her to keep going.
After about an hour of tracking, BAM! There he was sleeping on the ledge of a cliff with a drop hundreds of feet down. Now what? NOW what? If she spooks him, will he fall over the cliff to his death? If only this little bush wasn’t in her way to get a good hold of him! But it was and before she knew it, his gorgeous head popped up and he looked her in shock. Ok, hold steady. Everyone hold steady and calm. Then BOOP! He popped up, luckily away from the cliff! She sat up against a tree, looking away from him, and offered a treat. He thought about it for about three seconds. Then, P**F! He was on the run in lighting speed.
She followed his tracks for a while. She came upon his owner, who knew a little more about her dog and how to get him. Billy was in the tree line between her and the owner, pacing.
Days later, no luck. He was around and being seen regularly by people. But no one could catch him. His crate was put out with food to hopefully get him feeling safe enough to go in and stay. But to no avail. Food was rarely getting eaten.
Days and weeks passed with sightings being reported all over NE Racine County. Search parties were formed, where some of our members came from. He was found eating alongside chickens of a founder’s friend. Not the chickens. Just their feed.
As the weeks went by, Billy was seen numerous times on a family’s property where he would eat next to deer and chickens! He didn’t threaten the animals, just ate WITH them! The family’s were so stunned and their hearts broke for him. They were trying to catch Billy in their barns, sheds, kennels, and houses.
Then, one day about a month later, Billy’s owner talked about getting a Missy Trap. And the friend of the founder who’s chickens Billy ate with gave permission to set one up. So, it was set up and monitored by the friend. Owner and founder of BP were ready for a call … so they thought.
A couple nights later, the friend who had the trap on his property tried calling the owner and BP founder at 3am. But got no one. He wasn’t sure of how to handle a skittish, trapped dog or if he’d get bit. So when he saw Billy in the trap (just standing and sitting in there), he just made the calls and left messages and went back to bed. At 6am, Billy was gone. Turned out the owner’s phone was on mute, and the founder’s phone was dead. It was heartbreaking.
At that point, most of us thought we’d never get another chance to trap him. We found that we had not staked down the front panel of the trap. He must have gotten it to lift up and snuck out the bottom. So, the trap was left alone and we left Billy alone for a day. He’d just had a traumatic experience. But a couple days later, the trap was reset, with all panels staked down well! Phones were charged and on LOUD! Everyone went home only half hopeful.
11PM that night …. phone call from the friend to the founder, who lived nearby! Billy’s in the trap! Founder and hubby run over to get him and he’s just standing in their so confused! The poor fella! The friend gave the founder a collar to use to get him home. A lead was put on and the trap opened for him to come out. He was here! He was safe! He appeared uninjured and doing ok!
On the way to the car, the collar came off! Quick! Grab him! But he didn’t even try taking off and the collar was properly secured. We got him in the car. And before leaving the friend’s house, I made the call to the owner, “We have your Billy! We’re taking him to my house. Meet us there.” The owner was making up signs at the time of the call. She couldn’t believe it and just hung up and was on her way to come get her Billy!