[ladyt]

This past Friday, my sister went out the back door (in which Kiki sits and waits for an opportunity) and Kiki flew out and she had not noticed. She proceeded to unload groceries out of her car and left the gate open and Kiki ran out. When we noticed that he was gone it was just beginning to thunder and lightening here in Michigan. The rain began to pour down and my baby was lost. My son and I were devastated. We all began to cry like crazy and search our neighborhood to no avail. My husband came home from work that night and searched again. We could not find him. All I could think about was my baby out in the cold and rain. That night my husband, my son and I prayed and we asked God if he could provide a miracle we need one now! The next morning I made flyers and my husband began to canvass the neighborhood. The first home he went to a little boy about the age of 11 answered the door and my husband told him we lost our puppy and he began to hand him the flyer and he said "I know where he is, I know where he is" he's about 7 houses down. My husband went down to the home and found our baby. The neighbor stated that they were about to go door to door to find out whose dog it was. (I still wonder if that was true) They had given him a bath, tried on a number of outfits and Kiki slept with her daughter that night. I am thankful that God answered that prayer also (that he was not out in the cold and was in a loving home) We gave the little boy and that family a reward to say thank you! When my husband walked in the house with my furbaby I felt like I could live again. The night before was a rough night for all of us. I felt like I lost a part of me. I am really thinking about getting him chipped. I thank God that answering our prayer!