Around noon, I went outside to check to see if he was still here. He sure was. When I saw him, he was walking around the trailer where the crew's trailer is parked.
"Well, I guess this one is on my shoulders now, Buddy," I said to him, now feeling responsible to care for him.
I snapped a couple pictures to post in search of the owner while Garry and Mike shared their lunch with him. "Someone probably dumped him," I thought but knew I needed to at least try to find his family if they were out there. He was well fed and had no collar, typical for a dumped animal. He looked old and a little stiff when he walked but a real stray would have been thin and gaunt, too.
After no one responded to my posting on Facebook and my daughter had checked with all the neighbors, I went back outside to check on Buddy. Gary and Mike had taken him under their wing. While I wondered what I'd do with this dog that I knew nothing about, as if reading my mind, Gary offered to keep him.
That night, he took him home. No one ever responded to the Facebook ad.
A couple days later, Garry took our new friend to his vet. It turns out that the original owners of Bear (formerly Buddy) were from Illinois. The vet tried to contact the owner since the dog had been microchipped. The original owners never responded to claim him.
So, a bittersweet story because he was unwanted but what a blessing that he wasn't lost for long! Buddy was blessed that day, regardless of the fear he must have felt in unfamiliar territory.
Wishing everyone the same kind of grace when they're lost and left alone. That, like Buddy, just the right person will be placed in your path to help you live an even greater life, too!
Blessings from The Bean Farm