Leya is Lost!

I continued looking for Leya on foot for close to three hours; Grandma and the kids hung signs and drove through the neighborhood searching and calling. Fortunately, Grandma lives in an older neighborhood where neighbors still look out for other neighbors. Every neighbor I met said they would be keeping an eye out; one man wrote Grandma’s address on his truck so he could drive Leya home if he found her; two neighbors stopped her and called the phone numbers on her tags (our Virginia phone number and the number of the shelter she was from) but she ran off again before we received the messages; and in the end, two teenagers walked Leya home on a leash. Leya was exhausted from her jaunt through the woods, but no worse for the wear. The kids were thrilled she was home, and that their signs helped bring her there.

Ryan and I got a much later start home than we had expected; in fact, we left New Jersey about the time we should have arrived in Virgina. As it turned out, we arrived in Philadelphia just in time to hit rush-hour traffic, and so we decided to stop for dinner at Golden Corral, one of Ryan’s favorite restaurants. We sat and talked and ate for almost two hours before hitting the road again! We arrived home safely at 11:30 pm! At least Leya was sleeping safely in the house at Grandma’s!