The two dogs had been seen together behind an industrial park that
bordered a railroad track. I started Dodger and he immediatly picked up the eight day old trail and headed for the
railroad tracks. I was not surprised... dogs frequently travel railroad tracks when they are out roaming. We went a half
mile and then decided to confirm the trail with Twist. Little Twist jumped forward in her harness and picking
up Willies scent and continued to follow the big danes trail for another three quarters of a mile. Through fields,
woods and industrial complexes Twist continued until she arrived at a busy street adjacent to a large
manufacturing plant. Twist wanted to go into the plant and I could not see anyway a dog could get
in or out
I decided to bring in Cade
to see what he had to say. Cade immediately went to the same place in the fence that Twist had tried. The big eighty
pound dog pushed on the fence and it easily slid aside. We climbed through the large opening left by the break
in the fence and kept going.(My lesson...always trust your dogs... even when things look impossible!) Three hundred yard
later the big plant opened into a stream with a railroad track running next to it. We crossed the stream and again
found ourselves tracking along a railroad track.
We continued near the tracks for about a quarter mile and then Cade abruptly turned into a neighborhood and headed
down the street. He turned east onto another street and began to pull hard on his harness. As we picked up speed, I glanced
quickly to my left at a street sign... we were on the same street where the woman had kept Miracle. (Coincidence???)
Cade ran for another two blocks and then ran up the driveway in an attempt to get to the building in the back.
I was now certain Willie had been kept at this house... I also knew he was no longer here.
A very angry woman stepped from the house when she saw that we had now returned
and another tracking dog was running up to her house but this time from a different direction. She threatened, yelled
and accused us of harassment. At the top of her lungs she yelled she had never seen the black dog. She then
told me a different story about finding Miracle... and now she said she had kept the dog for four or five days.
I wondered if she even knew that she had now told three different stories about finding Miracle. The pet owner had been behind
me and he now caught up with us. Before he had been suspicious of this woman and her story but
now he knew that Willie had at one time been here at her house.
I made the decision to leave the area. Willie was not here and the woman was becoming more threatening so it was
best to go to a neutral place to discuss the options and a plan of action.
After discussing the options,
the Freemans had to make the decision as to whether or not to ask the police for help. The dogs had been
in a very high crime area and it was doubtful that the police would be interested in helping with what they
perceived was a stray dog that someone had decided to keep. Unfortunately in many areas the police
take a finders keepers attitude with missing dogs. The Freeman's wanted to think about their next step as they
did have a business in the area and they had to be concerned with retaliation and vandalism as well as law enforcements reluctance
to intervene. They would call me the next day so we could go forward with other steps if the police option was not feasible.