It was about a year ago that I was walking my Yorkie Indy and my lab Rock with a friend. She had the leash for Indy and she tripped. She let go of the leash and he ran like no tomorrow. I live in a town of like 10000 people so everyone pretty much knows everyone. We looked for 5 hours that night. I did not sleep at all that night. I sat up in my van by where we lost him. He was lost in a area that was a main road out of town. We had the chief of police, his family, my family and 6 other friends walking the corn field near where he got lost. I put up banners for months and I ran ads in the paper for months. I called all vets, all groomers and the pet shelter. My vet has called a few times to say that a man calls and says he has a small black and tan dog that he does not know what he is. But does not have any money for vet care but asks questions. My vet is pretty much positive that the little one is my Indy. He was not neutered and weighed 3.5 pounds. He was a very beautiful yorkie. But realizing now that he probably had ear issues. I had rescued him from a puppy mill. I have to admit my heart still breaks when I drive by where we lost him. I have my Mia now but I will admit every part of me would love to have my beloved Indy back.
