13/08/2020
Today's is a story our rescue team knows well. This is the story of Geno's first disappearance.
In March of 2019, Kenny and i took a much-needed long weekend away after one of my many work trips. It was just four days, and we left kids and dogs with my in-laws at first, then moved the kids to my parents on day 3.
Geno was only 10 months old, but already weighed in at 132 lbs.
The day the kids moved houses and left Geno and his canine siblings at my in-laws' house, he jumped over their fence to come search for his people.
To make a long story short, we did all the same things then as we did during his most recent disappearance: flyers, social media, worked with our awesome team, set feeding stations, traps, etc.
The big difference, however, was in what happened after we set the trap, 6 days after Geno disappeared.
We rigged it not to close, because we didn't kinow if he would fit in the large box trap. Our plan was to wait for him to find the food in the trap, and if he fit, after he left, we would set it for real with fresh food.
Geno found the trap around 3 a.m. He went right in and fit, so we just had to wait for him to leave.
Kenny had set his sweatshirt on top of the trap as a scent item. We watched on the remote cameras as Geno circled the trap after eating, smelled the sweatshirt, and then laid down.
Our whole team was watching as well, and they kept assuring us that he would leave and to be patient.
This particular camera sent us pictures every 10 minutes. We waited with baited breath for each new picture. 30 minutes passed. Then an hour. Then 90 minutes. Geno didn't move. He just laid there.
Kenny went to the trap, but stayed a distance away, afraid that the noise of his approaching steps would scare him.
We hit the 2-hour mark. As the 2:30 min mark neared, I called Geno's breeder (at 5 a.m., mind you). She reassured us that Geno was likely waiting for us -- this breed is crazily loyal -- and that we needed to get our butts to the trap! As I was on the phone with her, our team was messaging me with the same suggestion time -- it was time to move in.
Kenny inched up to the trap, quietly. When he was 10 feet away, Geno barked, then recognized Kenny and army crawled to him. He was rescued!
This story really shows the importance of scent items. Geno smelled Kenny's sweatshirt and then stayed for hours. During his most recent disappearance, he also spent a long time smelling scent items once he found the trap, and while he didn't stay, he did return to the spot every 2 hours. If you have a lost dog, put your stinkiest pair of dirty underwear to work -- it may bring your dog home!