Tomorrow Morning on the Kane Show

Listen to the Kane show in the morning between 745 and 8:30am! I will get some air time and I get to tell people about Riki being missing.

Police Update - Not a Priority

ok, update, the police have been involved. unfortunately, a stolen dog is not their top priority. i am doing everything i can to try to find this guy. i spoke with the radio station and they told me that they don't keep phone records and they don't have caller ID. (what a joke of a radio station). so if anyone has any suggestions as to how I can find this jerk, if you know someone who works with the police or law enforcement, or any helpful suggestions, they would be greatly appreciated.

The Kane Show Call

I don’t even know how to begin to explain this day. I was driving this morning, listening to the radio because my ipod player was broken. I was listening to a radio station called HOT 99.5, The Kane Show. They were doing a segment on things people have stolen from house parties. It was pretty ridiculous. I was getting rather bored of all of it when a boy, and I call him a boy because no real man would say what this boy said, called in claiming to have stolen a dog from a house party. I was so disgusted. This boy goes on to explain how he had been at a house when he saw a dog that he thought was cute, the party was ending so he just picked the dog up and took it with him. The DJ’s were laughing and carrying on, telling this boy, “Danny” he called himself, that he was the coolest. They said they would take him out for drinks. Then the woman DJ asked him if he knew whom the dog belonged too. “Danny” said he didn’t know, but asked them if they had been in Virginia and seen all the lost dog flyers for a dog named Ricochet. He said, “Now, I own Ricochet.”. I almost crashed the car. Of course, within the hour phone calls started pouring in. Everyone was calling to tell me they heard this schmuck on the radio. I went to the Sherriff’s Department and filed a police report. They said they would put an investigator on it. This “Danny” is definitely an idiot. But, I’m glad of it. Now the police can get his phone number and find out who he is. Once we find out where he is we can go get my dog back! I’m super excited about it. I hope the investigator works quickly. I’m really hoping to get Ricochet back soon. I’m so ready for him to come home!

No Activity at the Feeding Station

Everything was as I left it last night. The food was still there. Ricochet wasn’t there. It’s an overwhelming feeling of exhausting desperation. I just want my baby back.

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A Lead

Had a lead today. I spoke with someone who believed Ricochet to be running around in the woods two towns away from mine. I spent all day driving around, walking through the woods, trespassing on farm property. I kept calling for him. I left piles of food at a few places. I left some pieces of the clothing I was wearing there too. I thought if he found the food and smelled my clothes he would stay with it until I could get back to check tomorrow morning. I didn’t want to leave. I wanted to stay there all night and sleep in the woods. What if Riki finds the food and I’m not there waiting for him? What if he thinks I wont come back and he leaves? It’s 0400 in the morning right now, I had to come home, supposed to go to bed for a few hours. I think I will get back up and go check the food there.

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More Dreams

Last night I had a dream, a long and elaborate dream. The beginning isn’t really important, but there seemed to be some type of terrorist action. There were terrorists hiding in the sewage systems. The police came with tracking dogs who found the bad guys. But, the important part is this, towards the end, I talked a police woman into using her tracking dog to try to find Ricochet. We walked all around looking for him when the rescue dog started digging at the ground. The dog dug up an upside down wheelbarrow that had been underground. The police lady started to turn it over and I saw Riki’s tail poking out of the back of it. I started to cey, but she screamed, “He’s alive!”. I turned back around and together we threw the wheelbarrow over. Ricochet was lying on his side, breathing heavily. He was skinny, but he was alright. I picked him up and hugged him. He kissed me. It was the best feeling in the world, I hugged him so tight. I told him how much I love him, how much I had missed him. I was so happy to have found him. I was telling him again how much I love him, when I woke up. I miss him so much, sometimes I feel like I can’t breathe. Never has waking up been so hard.

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The Search Continues

Had a birthday a few days ago. Don’t feel any different. I’ve been spending easily twelve hours a day looking for Riki in the woods, driving around knocking on doors looking for Riki, making and putting up posters for Riki. Riki, Riki, Riki. I am tired, but can’t sleep. I miss him so much it hurts.

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Song for Riki

Today I find myself singing a song that I sang to Ricochet when he was a puppy. I don’t know why it’s stuck in my head, but it seems to be. So, I will share with you the version that I sing to Riki.

“You’re the song that the trees sing when the wind blow,
you’re a flower, you’re a river, you’re a rainbow.
I loved you the first time I saw you, and
I always will love you, Riki.”

Day 10

I had a dream last night that Riki came home. I was so happy; I could have danced naked in the streets. Then I woke up and remembered that he is not home. He is not lying in bed with me right now. He is missing. Day 10. It is seeming less and less likely that he is with someone who intends on giving him back. People keep asking me, “what is he dead?”. Now, what kind of a question is that, what if he is dead? I sit here and I can feel Riki. I can try to clear my head and just be. I do not feel like my Ricochet is dead. Riki and I have such a strong connection. If he was dead, I would know. In my heart, I know that he is not. I would know. I held him when he was a day old; he was deaf and blind. I held him. I was holding him when he opened his eyes. Riki is the miracle puppy that at 10 weeks old slid down the ice into a stream in 18-degree weather when we were fixing fences in the horse field. I jumped in and he swam to me and we got out of the stream together. They said he was too small, it was too cold, he was in shock, he wouldn’t survive, but he did. Ricochet is a survivor and I will not give up on him. Not today, not any day.

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Day 6

Visited 12 vets today and yesterday. Gave them flyers. They said they would keep them up until I called and said he was back. I really hope they do. I contacted Jack Russell Rescues in twenty states. Can’t hurt, right?

Also, today, I had a call this morning from a person who said they saw Riki running around on a road right near my house. I spent about an two hours over there looking for him. Even took Rebecca’s car off roading down a path that maybe he had gone down. I didn’t find anything, so I went home. Got another call a couple hours later, same thing. Same dog, same place. I went over and again couldn’t find anything. Later that evening I was just sitting down for the first time when I got three calls in a row. Boom, one right after the other; “ I see your dog”, “I see your dog”, “I can’t catch your dog, but he is here.” I went flying over there so fast. Drove around for a while when I saw eyes in the road. It was dark out and I could see the reflection from the eyes. I got out and called the dog, he was nervous and ran away. After spending some time speaking Jack Russell to him I got him to come to me and I put a leash on him. He, obviously, wasn’t my Riki, but he was someone’s dog. I called around and found his owner. Got him reunited, they had been missing him all day. I was happy to send him home. His name is Rudy. I’m glad Rudy found his way home, I just can’t help but be jealous that he was Rudy and not Riki. I miss him so much it hurts.

Day 5

Today I did the Amber Alert thing for Ricochet. They called 500 of my neighbors. That should bring him home. I filed lost reports by phone with 11 animal shelters. I’ve had a couple of possible something’s today. There was a person from Raspberry Falls who said she thought she saw him running free in the neighborhood. I rushed right over there and spent about an hour calling around. I ran into a woman who said she her Bijon had gotten out and been running around in the same place the woman called and said she had seen Riki. He doesn’t look like a Bijon at all… Also a lady called me from Maryland. She had recently found a Jack and thought that maybe she had Riki. She emailed me a picture of the dog she had. He was cute, but all white. Definitely not Ricochet. I drove to Middletown, MD because a pizza deliveryman said he had seen a Jack Russell running around in a cul-de-sac. It wasn’t Riki, it was a little girl dog with a collar on. So many lost dogs, where is my Ricochet?

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