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Years Of Operation
June 20th 2022 I get home and go to feed faded and her sister, I can only find her sister and can't seem to see her anywhere. 24 hours past and she still does not show up, panic mode started to set in so I went searching, I searched everywhere possible, put posters in every letterbox. Unfortunately I moved out of my mother home which faded lived in, a few months had passed and my mother then moved from that residence..... I would go search for her in my spare time. Fast track 16 months, I receive a call that someone handed faded into the vet. She went missing at 8months old and returned being 2years old.... it's a miracle, she was healthy and fed. She was 7 suburbs away approx 15 kms from where she was missing. She was lured for months with food and finally the awesome lady that gained her trust got her to the vet asap. Her microchip was flagged as missing and I made sure to post her everywhere although if it Wasn't for the microchip I would not have my baby 16 months later safe and fat!!! Photo when found and photo of what she looked like missing being a kitten.
It was a sunny afternoon much like any other. My parents were shifting house and had brought some of my old furniture that, had been stored in their garage, over to give back to me. Whilst they were unloading the furniture from the trailer, someone had opened up the boot of their station wagon to get something out. It was loaded up with things that they were taking to their new house. My father had been standing at the trailer the whole time the boot was open to ensure nothing went missing.I remember going inside and seeing Silk sitting on the island between the lounge and the dining room. I scratched her behind the ear and gave her a bump, not knowing that this was the last time that I would see her.
I walked away and finished helping my parents unload my furniture. They drove off and I continued with my day.That night I called the cats for dinner and only one came in. Silk was an inside cat and rarely ventured outside for more than a few minutes at a time, so this was strange behaviour for her. She had stayed out all night once before, but this was during summer, and it was now a very cold early spring.I called and called her. When usually she came, this day she did not. I tried not to worry and thought I would see her in the morning waiting to be let inside. In the morning there was no sign of her. I immediately made up some posters and flyers to deliver to the letter boxes of the houses directly surrounding us, and a street across where she sometimes would hang out.I door knocked on every house within the vicinity that silk would have had the capacity to reach. I put posts in lost pest Facebook groups, and checked all of the lost and found, and buy, swap and sell sites that I could find. We made regular calls and visits to the local animal rescue centre. So much so that we became familiar faces around the place. I even delivered 200 flyers offering a reward for information leading to her whereabouts, throughout the neighborhood.
Despite all of my efforts, the search was fruitless. Weeks turned into a month, yet I still hoped and believed that she would walk in the door like nothing had happened.The family were devastated at her disappearance, and no one could quite understand or get over the mystery of her sudden disappearance.7 weeks went by, almost two whole months. One day in the beginning of the 8th week we got a call from the animal rescue centre. Good news, a black cat had been trapped and surrendered to the ranger. We made the trip to the animal rescue centre not wanting to get our hopes up just in case it was a false call, as had happened once before, with a cat that looked almost identical, who was the same age, and had a microchip number that was almost the same.Hallelujah, the cat coming down the hallway in the cage was Silk. They told us she was pretty skinny so we thought we were prepared, but that didn't even begin to describe the condition it was in. She had been away for 51 days, how she survived is a wonder. You can see/feel many of the bones in her body. She barely weighs a kilo. They told us she was captured two streets away from my parents' new house. It turns out she must have gotten into the back of their car whilst no one was looking, and escape without being seen, when they opened it up at the new house.
If it weren't for her microchip, the animal rescue centre may not have been able to identify her. But because I had made the investment to have her and our other cat microchipped, Silk is now safe at home, getting fattened up and returning to her old life. If you're thinking of microchipping your pet, I highly recommend it. You never know when you're going to need it.
Our little 10 year old boy travelled 7Kms away from home was missing for 3 days.. he was sighted on the 3rd day in several areas but didn't let anyone pick him up he just kept running until I got a phone call from a lady that sighted him 5 mins from where my son was and he was able to make it in time to call him out and he came running to him with excitement. He came home very dirty and exhausted, we bathed him and he fell asleep with us around him.. the most happiest moment of our lives .
We moved to a new house last year. We thought our backyard is safe enough, but Cinnamon jumped over the fence. Unfortunately since the area was all new to her - she didn't find her way back. We reported her missing in January to the council and also posted on a few different Facebook groups. We had a family, who found a very similar looking cat, unfortunately it wasn't her. And 7 months later I got the unexpected call in the morning. A nice lady found Cinnamon. We picked her up immediately - she must have been with someone in that seven months. She looked well-fed, relaxed - may never found out, who looked after her. We are grateful to have her again, the challenge now will be to befriend her with the rescue kittens we got in the meantime...
Skippy was let out of the house about 7am Saturday morning and never came back for breakfast! This is not like him. Spring is in the air so maybe he's just gone bush? Monday morning came and still no sign so we got to work with leaflet drop, lost pet sites, animal hospitals and local vets. Tuesday morning and no sightings at all. At 4pm Tues (the time he usually makes an appearance) I decide to ask at a house a few doors down with an untidyish garden that he could maybe be hiding in? They kindly let me through into the back yard to call "Skippy, Skippy". And goodness me, there was an answering "miaow"! Not in that yard but from the house behind.
I zipped around the block and discover a laneway, and there was Skippy's nose peeking out under the brick wall of the shed. He'd gone under the decking through a very small opening and couldn't get out! Owner Sophy of that house was so helpful, & hadn't heard a peep. We ended up having to remove two fence palings and then he could see his path out. Fortunately, Andrew had the skills to replace two palings! But I still wonder if Skippy hadn't actually heard me calling, would he have just quietly starved there?
Some of you may remember this face from 15th of May last year? This is a long story.. a 10 month long story in fact! So please don't commit if you're in the middle of cooking dinner! Just enjoy these pictures and know there is a happy ending! Finally!!Bramble had a history of abuse prior to his adoption as a palliative care dog from the Lost Dogs Home, so he was a bit nervous. When he arrived at his new home in Kilmore, transported by his new owner’s son, he jumped out of the car and ran. I know all too well how fast he is!!! So many people in Kilmore were heartbroken for this poor scared soul out there on his own and assisted in trying to capture him. There were multiple sightings and chases, but he was just too afraid and too fast for anyone to have a chance. The daughter of owner was posting on Facebook from Sydney so I coordinated people and equipment down here. She passed on any information she was given for me to act on. I’m sure it was difficult for her being so far away.For the first month I didn't do much more than that aside driving around after a sighting was reported. I put out a call for a trap which was answered by Lou in Clonbinane. Dani, Nat and Susan set it up and kept check.
NOTHING Cherie made posters and put them up all over Kilmore.After some time of no sightings there was a devastating sheep massacre and Bramble's face was again plastered all over face book with a $1000 for his head. I pleaded his very strong case with the farmer but I was completely ignored and he continued to post Bramble’s face everyday. Never let reason get in the way of a lynching! We know it was never him, aside from the fact that he was too weak at this stage, none of the sheep were eaten and we would later learn what a gentle giant he truly is. The poor owner of the 17 sheep suffered a terrible loss and the trauma of seeing the remains would have been an awful lot to bear, but even they did not blame Bramble.He disappeared for a month after that and we thought the farmers had won. Nothing we could do! Such an awful feeling.On 28th of June ( which just happens to be my daughter’s birthday) owner’s daughter messaged me there was a sighting!!! Now we had to keep this very quiet from the community. There had been no further sheep attacks but we were still afraid they would get him before we did. This made the past 8 months incredibly difficult for me, having to keep a closed circle of trusted allies when we could have used so much community help and also asked for donations rather than the thousands we have had to spend to bring him home. I reached out to my friend Dee in dog rescue and she set me with a few chubs of dog food a bed, collar, lead and some other essentials. We thought it was going to be so easy. At this point Mary-Anne introduced me to a beautiful lady who does this sort of thing all the time, Tina with her tracker dog Link! What a beautiful pair who have now become life long friends and once of my most valued supporters. Tina's heart is bigger than Texas!
With some expert advice and someone passionate enough to commit with me we went to the sighting area. Tina waited the whole afternoon and sure enough as we were told, there he was walking the Ridge of the hills on a Property in Kilmore East at 3.30.The property Bramble had chosen to live on couldn't have been better for him to avoid capture, but it was also very safe. Of all the farmlands, this massive property belonged to a kind gentleman named Paul who has not only given me complete access to his property but fed Bramble if I was held up, carted equipment up the hill for me, spent all night in the cold on some of our many many capture missions and just been amazing all around! So, I walked up the big hill for the first time ever ..took me a few stops back then!! It's about 2k up and back. I set up trail cams provided by Tina and left food provided by Mary-Anne ( who has been my amazing support from the very start and all through this saga, as she always has been with anything animal related) .
First day I checked footage...nothing but the food was gone. Next day, half hearted I left the cam 2 nights. When I checked the SD cards at home my heart was in my throat. I was so excited to see him, but he was skin and bone, dragging himself with his head hanging low and tail between his legs. These were my first of soooo many tears over this boy! We asked for the trap from Lou again and put it in the spot he was coming to on the hill with a big juicy steak from Lou. The next day the trap was off.. but no animal. I took the SD card home to check and my heart sunk. He had gone straight in!! But being a big dog he had stretched in leaving his legs out so when the door came down it hit him on the bum...and this right here was our undoing and the start of 8 more months of the expert Bramble Patented trap avoidance technique!We reached out to Nigel from Nigel's Animal Rescue who is based way down South of Melbourne. Nigel has spent his entire life dedicated to animals and now makes a living from assisting people with non wildlife predicaments, but due to our circumstances made the very long drive to Kilmore to set up his trailer size trap. Every morning and every night I went up, reset and checked the trap. Every time I approached a closed door I held my breath!! Usually a raven or a magpie ..or nothing! So the trap sat there for months and month and months..ready to go.. but Bramble wasn’t having any of it!!I was up there one morning doing my feed and check and down the hill I see Bramble bounding towards me with his ears and tail up, tongue out. OMG!! He’s just going to come to me! Nope, just tricking! 10 metres from me it was as though realisation kicked in that he is not that dog anymore, he is scared dog..and he skulked off down the hill. I’ve never chased him, we have had many more similar encounters but it’s always the same end, he hesitates, then he skulks off watching that I do not chase. I am not great with times, but our next step was to involve a darter. I had been consulting Ange who has been a dear dog rescue friend for years and introduced me to Saskia from Forever Friends Animal Rescue. We have to this day been communicating on a regular basis brainstorming.
By this time Bramble had stopped coming during the day and was completely nocturnal so all operations were at night. This boy is the most intelligent animal I have ever encountered. He has changed and adapted, his sixth sense is impeccable (or he’s been hacking my text messages).Saskia put me onto Dr Alistair, a vet and darter for Vets for Compassion. So after some discussion Alistair spent his first if many nights in Kilmore waiting for an opportunity to dart. Now the terrain that Bramble was on made it ideal to hide. But VERY difficult for humans to navigate, with steep hills, gullies filled with blackberry mazes, wombat holes, fox dens etc. I had been hiking up and down to find him a few times. I did one day find a bone from a deceased Kangaroo that had disappeared from his final resting spot and then I heard a growl from deep inside the blackberries. There was no way to get to him there so it never became part of the plan. The first few times Alistair was on the job, Bramble came...but in the dark with only a few of us he was afraid for Bramble's welfare once he ran. Animals don't just drop once tranquillised, they can run a very long way in the 10-20 minutes it takes to effect them and we knew Bramble would do just that! With foxes present this is a big worry. So many more attempts had different approaches but the more people involved and the more Bramble evolved to being a dog in survival mode, the more he sensed our presence and stopped showing up if anything was off. No matter how tame a dog is, once he has to survive on his own, survival mode sets in and the longer he is out there, the more he adapts.Tina was doing research, as she always does and found that in America they use a “Missy Trap”, which is a walk-in, pulley system, side opening trap. I got in contact with an organisation in NSW called Missy's Search and Rescue. This group is dedicated to lost animals and are just amazing people, we need someone like this down here in Victoria! They have been in contact with me for months, advising, encouraging. Priceless!!
So now I have multiple Facebook conversation groups going in from multiple experts in multiple areas! Mary Anne sourced a similar size cage and her hubby Dan being the amazing mind he is, developed his own version of the Missy Trap which will be used in future for rescues. But still Bramble would not have a bar of it!!! We took it apart and put it back piece by piece. But this dog was a very fast learner and there was a huge NOPE from him!! So I continued every day to feed and hope. By now I was running up the hill!! Bramble has done wonders for my fitness levels!!Now we are approaching Christmas. I was going away and we were all feeling defeated by this beautiful clever boy. At this time I was also a wildlife carer ( well I am still but took a break to concentrate on Bramble) with responsibility for multiple possums and I was a complete mess. Everything in my life was affected and some of my loved ones were begging me to give up.. but I just couldn't!! For me to stop what I was doing was to kill him! Every single night I watched all of the videos from the trail cam. The purpose was to record the time he arrived and when he left,( I kept a running log sheet through this rescue to find his patterns and times we might save him) but I felt compelled to watch every movement he made! I watched echidnas, ringtail possums and sheep eat his food as he stood to the side waiting for them to finish. Never ever a threat to their safety. I watched him run from a deer, terrified! I watched him waltz through the many mobs of kangaroos on the property, they didn't move because he was so familiar to them and never a threat. I have hours of video footage that you cannot deny! This dog I believe has never killed even to survive. .. he did drag a long dead smelly kangaroo out of the dam and roos that I had seen on the property already deceased were eaten too. But to see that face with another animal he could easily tear apart. He just didn't have it in him!!!Getting towards Christmas it became just a matter of feeding him.
No plans were made as we had tried them all. I was going on holidays for two weeks so there was no point getting him in because where would he stay while I was gone? God I needed that holiday !! Mary-Anne took over feeding duty. I didn't realise how messed up I was until I had to sit still. Everything was done for me, washing, cooking, looking after kids . I had my cats to look after but that was it! I had anxiety attacks in paradise worse than I've ever had and on the 8th day I stood in the water watching my kids enjoy themselves, fully supervised by my Aunt and suddenly I couldn't breathe!! And the tears came like a tidal wave! The breakdown I desperately needed to have to continue on. When I returned Mary-Anne had already fed him that day. But I HAD TO GO!!! Paul was there and laughed at my obsession with this kid! Since Christmas it's been all about Bramble and how to get him to safety. All my resolutions to put myself first, live as normal as possible went out the window! Summer was especially dangerous, especially when you see a massive red belly black snake wrap around the camera and the chance of fire is imminentAlistair came once again and tried. ..and again..and again.There had been a dog abandoned in Beveridge I had followed on Facebook. Many were talking about it but I told them one person needed to take charge of the rescue and I would pass on my experiences. I didn't hear much and then found he'd been saved by a girl who had Facebook friended me over our hatred for fireworks and the effects on animals. We were both keeping our rescues quiet!! Courtney and I started discussing options and she and her partner Vincent came to help. Alistair and I had made a plan to use two phones as a nanny cam to watch Bramble eat sedated food.. I really wasn't sure how it would work..but we were going to try! It turned out that Courtney had an amazing 4G camera that totally changed the game! It actually changed the game so much that I bought a second $500 camera so we could view a larger area! I felt like we finally had a chance.Courtney and Vincent came to help that night...I did my normal routine and set up his food area, hid food for foraging, change the batteries and sd on trail cams and I also installed the 4g cam. I was soooo excited! Of all the plans I was certain this was it!! His normal time of arrival was 8ish. ...so we watched, 8, 9, 10, 11.. nothing!! I couldn't understand! For the next 3 nights he didn't come at all! He had NEVER not showed up at least once during the night in the 9 months of monitoring his fees station. I fell to pieces ..were we too late? Had he been bitten by a snake or shot by a farmer? It was hot as hell but I hiked and hiked looking for signs that he was alive. In the previous weeks I had seen him during the day, running from the sound of my footsteps. But there was nothing and I cried and cried.
The only change to the feeding station was the camera on a slim piece of timber around 6 foot. Surely that was not a deterrent, but as it was the only change we moved it to a tree. Bramble showed up that night!! But not till late.Moni has is a Trust Technique practitioner and joined our team via Tina. She had taught Mary Anne and I this technique and offered her help with Bramble. We went out and Monika worked her magic! A beautiful deer and her baby came in to find out what all this calmness was about and I had a great nap there on the ground and Bramble started coming back at his regular time.Courtney by this stage was consulting Dr Elaine from Vets for Compassion who had assisted her in capturing Collin (Beveridge dog). Elaine asked that Courtney and Vinnie build hides aka tree houses for the darters to hide in and so they built these wonderful constructions my kids were absolutely thrilled with! Others joked that I now had somewhere to live to be with my dog! We planned for the night to happen and we had a number of amazing volunteers from Vets for Compassion on board. Dr Elaine, Dr Chris and Dr Alistair as darters who I drove up to their places so as not to leave their scent in the feeding area. On the ground we had vet nurse Jackie, drone pilot for thermal drone Brendan and Wildlife rescuer Kim...all waiting. But Bramble knew they were there! This guys knows all!!!!! He senses the slightest change. (or.. as we’ve often suspected, he is truly hacking my messages!) So we all convened after a no show and discussed our next move.Alistair had researched the food sedation technique further so we decided as a team the following night that was what we would do. I did everything I do normally. Leaving sedated food and a massive amount of food for foraging! We met far away from the area at Trackside, the 3 vets and Narelle, also a wildlife rescuer and carer while Courtney watched the camera from home. All of us had the phone apps for the cameras so we watched and waited. I had not gotten my hopes up. I have lost count of how many missions there had been so I was ready to go home and continue the effort another day. But at 8.15 my phone pinged!!!!. He was there!!!! He went straight for sedated food!! We ooooed and ahhhhed as he stumbled around the feeding station waiting for him to lay down, but he is a stubborn boy! It took two hours for him to go down, he tried with all his might to get up but his back legs weren’t cooperating! We rushed to the property and loaded up all we needed.. I think it was record time getting there although I was carrying more than I ever had and was also watching him on my phone as I ran incase he moved!! The poor darling was quite startled ..but he couldn't get far, the vets had their dart guns ready and I had a slip lead ready, it was not too hard to loop it around and I held on for dear life talking to assure him. ..I don't know who it was that injected the sedation!! It was such an amazing moment!! And then we knew he was safe. And I sobbed and laughed and ...God I can't even describe!! The vets checked him over thoroughly and aside a scar or two he sure doesn't look like a dog who has lived in the bush 10 months! We transported him home to my house where I had doubly secured my cat enclosure so there is no chance he'd get out no matter how frightened he was. They checked him again and made sure his surrounds were safe then all made their long journeys home finally!!! For the last time! Our chat is still constant with videos etc. So they can advise and instruct me.
So I spent all of Sunday night watching my beautiful man. He woke up around 4am quite anxious but very groggy. I lay with him and patted him back to sleep after he scoffed some food. I made the most of cuddles while he was sedated thinking it would be a long road before he would allow me to touch him again! When he woke properly, he looked around and found a spot in the sun. I talked to him and checked on him every few minutes Early afternoon he came running to me and I admit that I absolutely sh$% myself, he’s a big boy!! But I found he was running to me not at me!!! He was looking for comfort! I couldn’t believe it. He plonked his head on my lap and looked up at me. I asked him to walk with me and he did...stops when I stopped. He is amazing! He must be relieved to be safe as I am to have him safe! And I have to say it’s a massive relief to my kids to not have to make sure we have driven across town and hiked up the big hill before sunset every single day to leave food and change the camera batteries and SD card and check what is on it! Throughout this very very long effort I have met so many beautiful people who share a love for animals. Many of these people have become friends I will always cherish. I have had wonderful support from my work colleagues at Kilmore Primary School and my Mum…OMG my Mum!! I have lost track of the late nights she had looking after my children while I was out on Bramble missions! South Side Stock feed donated a some bags of food early in the saga and Dani has always had a present for him every time I have seen her!! I am so sorry if I have missed anyone in this story!! Please let me know so I can add you in! I am blown away by the kindness of the Vets For Compassion team! All such beautiful people, but also very very clever, dedicated and knowledgeable! All of their after hours work in wildlife and domestic, all the equipment and medication they use, all kindness and giving replying only on donations!Vets For Compassion I had expected Bramble’s recovery story to be a very very long one, but he is showing all the right signs of being an beautiful family member. Watch this space!!! I cannot thank everyone involved enough!!! What a community!
I work at a veterinary clinic and one day we had a man hand in a stray cat that was hanging around his garden. Upon checking the microchip we had contacted the owner whereby she was very emotional as the cat had been missing for 3 months. The owner had recently just donated all her cat's items as she was certain the cat would not be coming home. She mentioned the cat was outside in her front garden with her children but when the children went inside quickly they heard a car speed off and no cat in site. She believes the cat was stolen. When the family came into the clinic to re-unite with the cat they brought us bottles of champagne and were crying with love and joy and very thankful their fur baby was in good health. Whoever did take her from them lived about 30 minutes away. It was a great reunion story we still talk about to this day.
Our female tabby went missing when we moved house. She was missing for more than 18 months when someone handed her in to a vet's office. They scanned her and found her microchip. They were able to contact me directly as I keep my details up to date, and now she has been reunited with us. Thanks very much
After being missing for 4 weeks, our cat was found accidentally locked in by wire under a neighbours house. The wire was to keep out possums, but was put up without realising a cat was under the house. Although not found through his microchip, it was reassuring to know that if he had arrived at a Lost and Found facility that we would be contacted because our contact details are up to date on the Central Animal Records. Now updated to reflect that he is home and no longer missing.
On Monday my mum fell over and thumped to the ground. I was frightened and I ran away. Mum's friend tried to catch me but I was too fast. I went across the road, to the chemist, through a car park, and then across a really busy road and went to the big green park called Civic Park. Some people were trying to catch me but I ran and ran, my lead dragging behind me.
I think my mum and dad would have been upset as they love me very much, but I was very scared so I hid under the bushes. Lots of people started looking for me. I did not know what they wanted, they were not mum and dad. Mum let lots of people know I was missing. I know now she was crying and praying. Lots of prayers were said for me.
I was away for 2 nights, mum had dressed me in a warm coat before I ran away and I found somewhere I could hide and keep warm. I barked but mum could not hear me and I kept running away from anyone trying to catch me.
This morning someone saw me very early and rang my mum. Dad and my family came and a man caught me. When I saw my family I was so happy. I kissed my dad all over his face. He cuddled me and we all went home. Mum was waiting for me and she cuddled me and took my dirty puppy coat off and washed my clothes. She bathed me, fed me, cuddled me and took me out for the day in the car.
Mum did hurt her knee when she fell, it has a big bruise. And she banged her nose on the ground and it has a bump and bruise too, and she said she aches. But she is super happy. My adventure is over. I am home. Thank you everyone for caring about us.
With lots of tears and joy, Bella is now home after nearly 3 months of being missing.
Bella was found by a lovely couple who continued to feed her until they could get close enough to take her in. Bella was very reserved at first but eventually warmed up to the couple who took her to the vet and allowed her to return home to her family. Bella turned 2 the day she came home. This day was not only her 2nd birthday but it was her 2nd chance.
No matter how much time passed, we never gave up hope on our little family member. We thank everyone who helped - the couple for their patience, the vet for treating her, and anyone who looked for Bella over the time she was gone.
Photo: Bella (right) & Bear who is Bella's bio dad (left)
He left us on 31/03/23 being curious and trying to find out whats there in the backyard, he was missing till 2/04/23 morning 10.30am.
We were sure that he would never be away from us for so long unless he was stolen or injured. When we found him, his left back leg was broken, his teeth were broken and four more injuries which inidcated the vet that it was a hit and run.
We really wish that whoever hit him with the car had the human decency of notifying us so that he could have gotten the medical attention required.
He is now hospitalised and will undergo surgery soon. We are thankful for the people who found him in there backyard and rang us straight away. We beg you all, if you ever meet an accident please have the decency to be informative. You have no idea what families go through looking for their missing family member.
Toodles the cat escaped undetected during a pizza delivery. My view was obstructed by the pizza box. Toodles loves to eat grass. Toodles very old is a diabetic with renal failure and is very skinny but has the heart of a kitten. We searched the neighbourhood into the night with flashlight and then I was up at dawn canvassing the construction workers in our new development to keep an eye out.
Throughout the day I would roam the neighbourhood in the rain calling out to him. Also I contacted the local VET offices in hopes that he would be taken in by a animal lover as he looks like a bag of bones due to his medical condition. I placed a post on the community Facebook page and also updated his CAR and registered him with council and the Home for lost Dogs.
We had concerns that with his medical condition he would not last without food and his medication. My efforts payed off after 26hrs of him missing I received a call from my VET saying that Toodles had been found. My heart was overjoyed. He is back home warm and safe.
After being missing for 3 months our beautiful ginger cat, Bongo was found! He was found under a house about 1 km away from home. We don't know where he went for whole 3 months but he had gotten his collar caught under his front leg which had wounded him quite badly which made it hard for him to walk and was very skinny.
After such a long time away we thought he must have been stolen or passed away so had grieved for him and were very heartbroken. But then we got the call and our miracle boy came home to us and the vet said he'll be back to himself really soon 🐾💖
Our cat came home last night, after almost 4 weeks missing!! We could not believe it. He came home after we had a chat on the street with our family friend, that he knew as well, in front of our house. We are so overjoyed. Thank you very much everyone for all your help, physically or mentally during the search.
It was a very hot Christmas Day this year when my 13 yo son, our two golden girls, Macie & Skye, and I went to the Murray river for a dip. We've been to this place thousand times before, it's an island with a small one lane wooden white bridge, secluded and safe. The girls took off to their favourite spot with low hanging tree branches projecting over murky water hemmed in by shrubs, while Kieran set his heart on jumping off the bridge. Wanting to make sure he was safe, I took my eyes off the dogs for about 10-15 min. The lack of noise from the excited dogs, such an unusual silence, made me conscious. Telling Kieran to wait, I went to check on the dogs, but they were gone.
We looked for over 3 hours. No trace. Two dogs. Small island. Where could they go? How could they BOTH disappear?! A white van with 2 blokes camping by the river caught my attention (there were few things that alerted me). I approached their site. One of the men assured me that they had not seen anything, promised to give me a call if they do but did not take my number. After dark, that van, the whole camping site that looked as a rather permanent set up was gone. Next morning when we came back there were piles dog hair left on site. I wish I could go into all the details, however what's important is how the local community came to help raising awareness through social media, sharing the post and staying on a look out. We marked them as missing and possibly stolen on CAR. So many people came to the site searching for our girls over the next days.
Luckily, we found the van, had a conversation. Interestingly, still denying any involvement, we were questioned whether our dogs were microchipped, which they both were. The very next morning Skye and Macie were left at exactly the same spot where we found the van and the licence plate does not exist anymore.As I 'm writing, it's been almost 24 hours since their return. They both are dehydrated and exhausted, Macie can barely walk, doesn't lift her head much and mostly sleeps. Even though they clearly have been through a terrible ordeal, we know that our girls will recover and get better. It is still very raw to share our story, all I can share is the feeling of such a relief to have them back and a joy to have a happy end to the story.
My cat went missing 24/10/22. She normally goes for a few days and comes back. However, not this time. Despite posters, Facebook posts, pound and vet checks couldn't be found. I did late night walks, calling and calling. Checked the cat pictures online at the pound. Tagged her as missing with Central Animal Records, every possible thing I could do.
Then a miracle, I received a phone call 21/12/2022 , almost 2 months since she went missing, it was the pound saying that my cat was there, and her microchip matches my details. I'm so glad she was microchipped as I feel if she wasn't this story wouldn't have a happy ending.
Pepsi ran away from my parent's house in a strange town on a Friday. We searched the immediate area for hours into the afternoon. With no luck finding her, we returned to our home (100kms away). The next morning we travelled back to search again with no joy.
On Sunday morning I received a phone call at 04:55 - "Are you the owner of Pepsi - I'm sorry, but I have just hit her with my car". I asked the lady to get Pepsi to a vet and that my wife and I would be there soon. At 05:55 we arrived at the vet to see Pepsi in a distressed state with severe concussion and (thankfully) no broken bones. Because Pepsi is shy, we feel that if she hadn't been "found" by the driver, we may never have seen her again.
Our ragdoll cat was last seen on a Wednesday evening. On the off occasion he manages to get out, he is normally waiting at the door early morning, looking for breakfast.
Alas, even two days later he had not appeared and we were very worried. We had the neighbours looking, we logged on Lost Pet sites on FB and of course, registered with CAR, so any vets could see he was listed as missing. As a long shot I went to visit my elderly neighbour, 96 and now with dementia.
I asked if by any chance he had the cat. Whilst he was vehemently denying it and chuckling about why would he have my cat, Boz appeared from under a curtain, meowing repeatedly to be liberated!
This is more a story of about the anxiety of separation from a much loved pet as the result of a bushfire.
During the Currowan (Black Summer) Fire in the Shoalhaven, I was serving as a volunteer firefighter with Bawley Point RFS Brigade and on the morning that the fire cut the Princes Highway, I was on duty at the Brigade's Fire Station.
When I responded to the call out that morning I had no idea that later that day the highway would be cut and remain inaccessible, except to emergency vehicles for up to 5 days.
Upon learning that the fire had caused the highway to be closed I asked and was granted permission from my Captain to try and get home (almost 23klms away) to get my dog, Chesnut (a female cavador) who was home alone, as I thought I would only be away for around 8-12 hours.
When I reached the highway I was informed by police that I had to turn back as the highway was closed with restricted access to emergency vehicles. I turned my car around and returned to the fire station. When asked by my captain what happened, I explained the situation. The captain then told me to take the Personnel Carrier (PC - Ford Bronco) to get Chesnut, as the fire was moving towards my home.
I jumped into the PC and with the red&blues flashing headed back towards the highway, where the police immediately waved me through. The highway was thick with smoke, but the fire had not yet reached or crossed the highway.
I made it home to find Chesnut at my front gate, clearly pleased to see me and I scooped her up and threw her into the PC's cabin with me and together we headed back to the fire station.
On the return trip the fire had reached the edge of the highway, but not yet across it. When we got back to the station, little did I know then that Chesnut and I would have to spend the next 5 days there, completely cut off from our home. Needless to say, I never again left Chesnut at home alone ever again during a call out.
Sully was never really an outdoor cat and wasn't a fan of all the scary noises outside. He suddenly went missing one day.
We put up flyers and searched the bush where we lived with no luck. We moved house and all but always kept him registered as missing. 18 months later we get a call from a cat rescue place that he was there.
He was triple in size in both weight and height as he only went missing a little over a year old and so we knew he had been well looked after. He is now home with us and has been for 3 weeks now settling in nicely ❤️
Darth, Missing for 3 weeks. We searched neighbors yards, put up over 20 posters and posted over 300 flyers throughout our locality. We drove the streets at dusk and walked the streets with Darth's brother (meowing) all the way.
We informed the council, refuge and local vets of his disappearance. We put a cat trap on the other side of our fence.Very little of the above actually worked. He had made it about 1km away and had set up home in someone's boat.
After 2 weeks he was in their house sharing their cat's food. Luckily they thought to take him to a vet to scan his chip. Voila - The vet called us immediately and Darth is back with his family :) Our sincerest thanks to Darth's surrogate family and all involved.
My boy went missing on the 6th of August from an open back door. Being an 11 year old overly friendly kittyman, I was bereft.
I've had him his whole life and my daughter had never known life without him. It was bin day, he had disappeared during the night and thusly our family feared the worst.
Nearly 2 MONTHS LATER, on the 29th sept I got a call from AAPS saying that someone had brought our boy in and that the chip details matched mine. It was the strangest thing because I don't usually answer numbers I don't recognise or listen to voicemails but that day, despite a whole lot of small inconveniences, I did. Lo and behold my miracle man was skinny but safe.
Microchip your babies, keep their details up to date, it could save their life and in our particular situation it saved mine too. He was picked up on the 1st of October after a solid effort from friends and family to help me pay the vet bill and get him home asap. Our home is whole again!
My gorgeous girl, Lilly, somehow got out of our backyard with the other 2 dogs. The other 2 came back, but cheeky Lilly took off. We went looking for her and we found her down a street by the where she ran into a construction site.
We tried for an hour in the dark at 1:30am and got my daughter to help as her husband had a spot light on the ute, but we still couldn't see her due to the very high grass.
Once it was daylight, we went looking again... still nothing. We asked around and eventually a construction worker found her and handed her over to some lovely people who must have heard our dogs barking and put two and two together.
They knocked on our door and it was Lilly. I was so happy to see her as I had been so worried about her. I couldn't thank the people enough.
Panda went missing in thick bushland near our home. She didn't have her collar on. We searched late into the night and commenced again at dawn the next morning. She had disappeared. We feared the worst. That afternoon, after she'd been missing for 24 hours, we got a call from a vet about 10km from home. A Good Samaritan had found panda and handed her in to their local vet. The vet contacted us thru the microchip. Otherwise I doubt we would have seen her again.
Yesterday 23 August 2022 my dog Hunter had went missing with my parents dog Blitz. They were last seen roaming a street 1 street away from my parents house at 3 pm due to our large gates had been opened. My mum had gotten a call yesterday just before 6pm to say that blitz has been picked up and taken to a vet about 30 minutes from where we live. Picked blitz up this morning and I was still worried about my dog as we haven't heard anything. We had posted everywhere to find him.
This afternoon about 5-10 minutes after I got home from work and just before I was going to go out and put flyers up everywhere, I heard a little boy talking loud out the front going up my street, i had seen something fluffy with the boy and it turned out to be Hunter, this amazing indigenous boy told me how he had found Hunter and how him and his friends went back to find Blitz. He was telling me everything that had happened. He was even going to get his mum to call RSPCA. He even told me how he lives two houses up from me which was amazing. I can't thank that boy enough.
After 18 days of Allie Kat missing during a wet, stormy winter, she literally walked back in the door by herself.
I had all of the alerts out, searching the area, posters and letterboxes, vets alerted.We had moved to a new area 2 months prior. She had been happiest inside, but was beginning to venture out with me for a bit of gardening. Then on a night time outdoor toilet visit, she went AWOL.
I was heartbroken, this is the furry friend who rescued me through Melbourne's lockdowns. She was microchipped, council registered, and de-sexed.
Lots of hoping and lonely nights later, she is happily sitting on her rug. Minus one of her 9 lives, I think.
We moved to Sunbury in January and kept Sev in for a week. Jill opened the door and he went in and out for a few hours before jumping the fence and not to be seen.
Unfortunately Jill was going through Chemo and devastated to have lost a bit of comfort. We kept looking but to no avail. Jill passed away late July but I never gave up hope and kept searching and watching Facebook.
Then he appeared on the site after 7 months and immediately identified by his forehead and white sox. He is now back home, purring and no weight loss. He is a true survivor and supports the fact of never giving up hope and being microchipped.
Billy is a beautiful, big, laid-back friendly cat. He is not quite three years old, and has just returned to us after going missing six months ago.
We really thought we would never see him again. Billy was never content to be inside, even though we kept him in for nearly six months from the time we adopted him as a 10 week old kitten. Then one day, he was missing for two days, then three, then a week, until it became months. And although we hadn't all together given up hope, having seen stories of cats coming home after months or even years, we thought he was gone for good.
Then today, out of the blue, a local council ranger turned up at the door and asked if we were looking for Billy. We couldn't believe it! Billy was microchipped, and from that they were able to find where his home was and return him safely to us. He was in good condition. Apparently he was found at a caravan park about three kilometers away, were he had made lots of friends who fed him lots of food.
The value of the microchip and registration was proved! Please have your pet microchipped and registered if you love your pet.
After jumping out of a moving car 3.5 years ago. Chappy has been found 40km from where he was lost!!
I have moved to QLD and never really gave up hope he would be ok and found one day in VIC. I received the call from the RSPCA and after that long, he has been found alive and well.
He is being picked up by a friend today and I will get to see my baby boy again. Chappy will be 11 this November.
He was dumped in the bush around Christmas of 2011. I rescued him and loved him for 7 years so I am so glad he is safe! I am so glad I updated my contact details and marked him as missing through Central Animal Records!
Indy lives indoors and loves to try and get outside. She loves to play in the garden supervised. I think she may have escaped through the dog door and was missing for five days.
There were some sightings and I had walked the streets at all hours every day and night calling and calling. I had posted flyers in our street through our neighbours letterboxes and talked to the neighbours.
The night before we were reunited there was a cat scuffle at the top of our driveway. Then the following day our next door neighbour said Indy was in her back yard. I saw where she had gone (under our neighbours house) and waited next door with her Jerky as its her favourite treat.
After a couple of sightings where she ran through the fence again I was able to catch her by enticing her with fresh Jerky. I have posted on every social media Lost Pets page, listed her with Pet Finders, listed her missing with CAR, posted numerous fliers.
The best advice I can offer for missing indoor cats is talk to your neighbours and post fliers in the street. They often don't go far.
Microchipping offers great peace of mind. I rang every shelter and local vet. They all said if she is bought in she'll be checked for a microchip and I'd be called. Listing her as missing means no one can claim they have purchased her or that she is their cat. I carried her the 40ft home and she ate some wet food and is laying on my heating pad.
I opened the side door and she ran up to try and go through the door and outside to play even after her adventure, so she seems fine. Knowing she was microchipped helped me believe she would be found.
Our neighbour also had a Staffy, a cat and 2 chickens! What an inquisitive little cat to go and stay at least part of the time in our neighbours yard with their dog, cat and chickens! Indy is brave, adventurous and athletic and also very much a cat that is resourceful and careful.
Many many thanks to all the kindness that our neighbours have shown and to everyone that shared her story and offered to help. Indys sisters are a 5 year old Bengal and a Staffy whose nearly 10. Both are very glad she's home as are all her human friends and family.
...or so we thought.
We were devastated when scruff went missing, he's done this 100 times but not for a few years. He's 18, deaf, nearly blind. Went missing on Queens birthday weekend, 2.5 hrs away from where we live. We looked everywhere for him. But had to go home 6 days later. We were only supposed to be away for the long weekend. Heartbreaking. We put up flyers, contacted local radio, newspaper, Facebook, vets, councils, gave details to all neighbours (very few due it being remote). We had to leave without him.
In the back of my mind I thought he may still be alive, but was 14 days later. 😔 We just had dinner and the phone went, "do you have a dog named scruff?" I just about screamed down the phone "YES.... is he alive?" We didn't even give them the chance to say pick him up tomorrow, we were in the car and on our way.About 3 hours later, we arrived, when I saw him I was even more devastated, he'd lost all weight and was all bones. I cried and cried. Gathering up in my arms and put home in the car thanked them. Drove home.Took him to the vets the following day who gave me great advice. I wouldn't leave him there, and stayed by his side for the next 2 weeks. Feeding him small amounts, often, as often as he would eat. He lost most of his claws, sore paws, slept for the first 3 days. It was so good to have him home. Was touch and go. But he is happy, warm and safe now.
I received a call last week from a vet in Fitzroy who had had a cat handed in. He had been wondering alone for quite a while near a vacant property and did not appear to have an owner. They gave me his microchip number as it came up in the records that I was the breeder, so I could look up who I had sold him to.
I contacted the owner who had not changed the microchip details to her own name and address. She was delighted to find him as he had been missing for six months.She went to collect him and was delighted to be reunited with him after so long. He is now back safely with his ‘mum’ and feline friend.
We got a call at 9pm. We could see her but couldn’t get to her. Ashlynn, Arabella & I tried to get her close to the fence but she was so frightened she kept running and hiding; we made the hard call to leave at 11pm and hope to come back at 6 am when we could get through the fence, when the business opened.
Then, a text at 3:45 am from security alerting me that she was running out from under the fence and down the main road. Almost hit by a car, it frightened our Becks back into the secured site and the ambulance driving by saw her and called security to tell him she was in their area and then he text me again saying she was back!!
By this stage I was there. This time it was quiet, I had her blanket and food. I slowly, and quietly whispered to her to coax her to the fence, it took some time but she soon crawled under to me. As I grabbed her I text the security man to tell him he was an angel. But, it wasn’t until we got home I realised she had trusted me to climb under the fence, but I don’t think she realised I was mum because she was still in flight mode.
When I took her to smell Giggsy at home in our room, that’s when she realised where she was. She knew she was safe and became a barrel of energy, wagging her tail like we’ve not seen since we got her. I was getting kisses like I’ve never received from a little dog ever!We calmed down, snuggled into bed for a quick hour nap before I had to be up at 5am then she ate, drank and slept again. The contentment of getting her back ran deep. The powers of social media helped along with a concerned community and 3 Good Samaritans helped us find her. I will certainly catch up with them to thank them properly on the weekend. And Becks is not allowed outdoors unsupervised till we figure this fence situation out, because she of obviously an escape artist!
Dusty had been missing for over 24 hours and I was worried as he usually stays close to the house. I went to the dogs home and marked him missing on Central Animal Records.
I was washing dishes and was looking out the window that looks out to the side of the house we do not use when I noticed the young male cat from down the road hissing at something. I knew it was my cat. It took a bit to scare the other cat off and found my 12 year old cat holed up in a corner. This cat had him bailed up. If your cat goes missing just check out any cats that visit your garden.
On the 25th January 2022, Axel snuck out the front door to get some sunshine, he was a strictly indoor cat but he took advantage of the door not being closed properly.
45 mins later it starts to rain heavily so he hides under my friends car to get away from it. She then left to go 15km away with axel still hiding under her car. When she stopped he jumped out and ran off. After frantically searching for weeks and weeks there was no sign of him.
Fast forward to 1st of June and a random post appears of a missing cat hiding under bushes near where he went missing. I raced down there and the ladies that saw him said he ran off when they tried to catch him.I sat in my car for 5 mins just waiting to see if he would come out. Out of the corner of my eye I see something walking through the school across the road. It was Axel!
I sprint over calling out his name, he stopped and turned and stared at me then started doing his body rub thing on a bench seat until I walked over and picked him up. Squeezed him so tightly in my arms and he was chirping with happiness. I can’t believe he was out on his own for all this time. So happy he’s now home.
Merlot is an Australian Manx with a stumpy tail, she is 13 years old and I have owned her since she was a kitten. Australian Manxs are a very small breed and bred for ratting; Merlot is not typically a wanderer, can navigate even unfamiliar territory pretty well and enjoys spending her days out in the backyard, napping in the sun.
We had only just moved into the house and the same night Merlot decided to play games between our house and 4 doors up. We live in a new estate so the majority of houses are still being built. After spending days moving house prior, we were exhausted and went to bed, leaving Merlot outside. She was nowhere to be found the next morning.
We walked around the neighbourhood, calling her name and shaking a container with biscuits, to no avail. I trolled Facebook for community groups and posted. My post was shared and then another post was shared with me from a different page/group from a neighbour stating that night she had been at their back door persisting to come in and seemed confused, til the early hours of the morning.
We did another walk around of the neighbourhood that night, with no luck.
The next day I posted to Lost Pet Finders and from their advice I put some soiled litter in the front garden and her dry food bowl out the front. We walked around the neighbourhood that night again calling her name and shaking the container, still nothing.
Exhausted and very emotional/upset, devastated to have to tell my son she'd gone missing when I saw him again on the following Tues, we went to bed around 9:30pm.
10:30pm I woke to a "meow". But after a couple of days without her we were sure we'd been hallucinating and hearing her meow for days. I sat and listened again, and another "meow", I grabbed my partner's arm and said "Merlot", he stirred dazed and confused. I climbed out of bed to another "meow", shaking and in shock I saw her face through the front door.
She was very apprehensive at first as it was a new house but came in and joined us to then keep us up all night meowing and wanting attention.
Merlot is a very vocal cat and now enjoys remaining in our yard.
26th April was a normal routine day. Wake up, get daughter ready for school, feed Pixel and let her outside for a play. Only that afternoon wasn't like the routine we were used to. I usually get welcomed home when Pixel hears my car, but not today. I went back on the security cameras and unfortunately the last she was seen was 11:20am.
She was gone. But where!? We spent endless hours looking and handed out flyers and put up posters, posts on social media and offered a reward. I just wanted my baby home! It was night after night of searching and calling in the middle of the night but nothing.. where could she have disappeared to!?
Sunday 22nd of May I was doing my usual weekly meal prep so my phone was on 'Do Not Disturb'. I happened to have a quick look at it and there was numerous missed calls, messages, Facebook messages and comments. First I freaked out and was so worried until I read the words 'Hi Tiff, I think we found your cat'. I frantically checked all my notifications to then find a photo that was posted of my little Pixel! I cried. I cried and cried and just couldn't contain my tears of joy.
While I returned the missed call to the wonderful person who found Pixel, a neighbour nearby saw the Facebook post and came and knocked on my door to let me know (how sweet right!?). Then I also had a message from my daughter's teacher with a photo of the post in hope that it was our girl (how amazing is our community!).
I couldn't contain my excitement and I rushed around to pick up my little girl. I was adamant that the young lady that asked her mum to turn around to look for Pixel, took the reward money as a show of gratitude. It really meant the world to me. Pixel cuddle into me the whole drive home. We arrived home and if I went to move from Pixel, she would meow until I came back. She had some dinner and we went to bed. She slept on my chest the whole night, just purring. I think she is just as happy to be home as we are.
After our cat went missing 4 years ago and many hours of looking, a lady handed her into Sorrento Animal Hospital in Western Australia.
After scanning the microchip, the hospital obtained our old address and went around to the address. We had since moved and changed phone numbers so the information on the chip was old. Our neighbor at the old address contacted me to tell me Sooty had been found.
We have now been reunited and Sooty is being reintroduced to our family.
It is an amazing unbelievable story, but true.
Thanks to all for your support, shares and suggestions, it's been overwhelming.
We put a poster up at a nearby construction site on davison and buckingham at 3.30am this morn, about 200m away from where we live. A worker called at 8.30am to say they'd had a cat on site since Wednesday hiding in a gap between 2 walls 😟
We rushed over straight away, nearly 3hrs of calling and coaxing, and he finally crawled out to me, into his cat carrier and ate up some kibbles. Dirty, scared, hungry and uninjured thankfully!!!
More background, another worker saw him on the site security camera on Wednesday morn and tried to catch him. Frankie bolted and hid between the walls. He's been hiding there for 3 nights 😢
So lovely of the site crew to look out for him, they'd even bought him food. Huge thanks to Adam, Marcus and the guys and gals ♥️
Special thanks to the site manager who came over on day off and was prepared to let us break through the brick wall to get him out.
As a Foster carer for people, you sometimes forget that pets need a safe place to stay too. I was looking after a 17 year old girl and to keep her grounded she wanted her pet to live with us too. Bel Bel was a quite patient little dog.
I registered her and microchipped her in case she escaped, she would be brought home. I forgot that I had done this and the young person and her dog moved out to her mother's. The young person then moved to Mildura. 6 months later I got a call from the pound saying Bell Bell had been surrendered. That they had my dog in really bad condition. I explained the situation and they said I was the legal owner.
My son went to collect her (with a bad hair cut and underweight), he said she was like a cartoon character that was unable to get traction on their feet. She was so happy to have a warm bed and a belly full of food. We missed her.
It was so stressful to see him go missing as soon as I woke up in the morning. I went out asking neighbours, sharing my contact number, calling vets, RSPCA etc. Kept calling his name around the streets. Went searching for him at different times of the day, finally as soon as it got dark, I went out with my daughter calling his name. I could then hear from nowhere him meowing that's when I felt my heart beat and started looking around. He was showing vaguely in the dark.
After approaching him he realised it was us. Finally, the moment is here. He is back home licking our faces.
Our cat Zelda was missing for 20 days.
We put out posters all around the neighbourhood, called the RSPCA and animal Hospital, plus contacted CAR who were really helpful with getting the missing status up quickly.
After 10 days we'd heard nothing and seen no sign of her.
Two weeks, still nothing, so we bought an inexpensive security camera to keep outside to keep an eye out for her.
We also put out a litter tray she'd used (scooped clean of course), and a favourite stool she liked to sit on.
The next night we got a call from someone who saw the posters that they saw her coming down our driveway, but we didn't see her although we searched all around and called out for ages.
We saw then on the camera late that night, and finally felt some hope.
She started showing up every night, and sniffing around, we put some food out but a neighbourhood cat that's left out all night usually ate it first.
Finally we got her comfortable coming into the house following a trail of food, and today while working from home I saw her on camera sneaking in. I ran out the back and around three house and shut the door with her inside!
It's taken her a few hours to calm down and get back to her old self, but now she's happy and cuddly and seems none the worse for her 20 days of adventure, though we're all sleep deprived from stress and checking the camera every time it detected anything.
We were 2wks away from going to France for 6mths and Muchka was staying on a farm while we were away. He's an indoor cat at night but the minders had not gotten home till very late. It was dark when he wandered off. For 7 nights we searched. It was an area new to him with bush land as far as you could see. We Printed 350 flyers and had 150 people on social media trying to help and they had decided if by morning he was still missing they were going to organise a huge search party. It completely touched my heart that perfect strangers would help him so much. I could not go to France knowing he was lost so I was going to cancel our trip. There were big storms at the time and I had begun to lose hope of finding him.
The next morning was the 8th day, I prayed to God ( I wasn't Christian at the time) and said "I need your help. I've done everything I can and the only way is for you to show him the way home." I said "I'll never doubt you again if you do this one thing" .
I said " And I need this done today by the way" I'm it even kidding, within exactly 1hr the minder called me and said listen ... I heard him meowing he was on their back deck. He HAD found his way back. He was skin and bones. Clearly had not eaten in a week. An absolute miracle. He now has Oreofacial pain disorder from the stress but is on long term medication which is keeping it under control. We went and returned from France and he's now back living his best life with us at home.
Claude is a senior boy and is 8 years old this year. He is a fabulous boy and probably because he thinks he is a dog, always found his way into tradie bags or sheds. He would jump over our heads and shoulders from the kitchen bench to exit for outside. Ultimately he didn't return from an adventure for years.At the start of this year my mother died.
A week later Claude was brought into the pound. So, I'd lost my mother but found my cat. I felt this was a blessing because I had missed him terribly and wondered about him. When he arrived home he was exhausted and slept for days and was thin and needed a bath. Thankfully his appetite has improved and he is back to a great ragdoll weight. His hair knots are untangled and his fur is growing back beautifully.
Thank goodness for microchipping.
Both of my cats were stolen.
I ended up moving to a different town 70kms away, I got a new cat and tried to move on.Late one day, almost 5 years to the day they went missing, I had a call from a vet to say my cat Tinka had gotten out, was distressed and they had him safe at their clinic.I told them he had been missing for 5 years.I went in the next morning and he was hiding under the blanket in the vet cage.I called him and he came straight to me, as I opened the door he jumped onto my chest, put his paws on my shoulders and hugged into my neck.We were all in tears!! Tinka had the same collar on, that he was wearing the day he was taken.
It was great to have him home, now I wait for Bling to show up. Tinka has resettled, gotten to know his brother Elton and they are great mates.I am so grateful Tinka was microchipped or I would never have seen him again.
Upon retirement we recently moved 130 km away down to the Surf Coast with 17 year old Rowdy in tow. He had been many times to our new house during holidays and long weekends but was never bold enough to venture outside. In order to get him used to being outside during the day, he was let out for a drink, but didn't return.4 weeks later, whilst holidaying in the Grampians, we received a call from a local vet that they had Rowdy, in good health but a little lean, all thanks to a caring lady and his microchip.It turns out that he was found/rescued about 20 kms away in a near direct line to where we used to live. He was Homeward Bound.We missed celebrating his 18th birthday but look forward to his 19th.
We adopted Oskar and his sister Patsy 3 years ago. They absolutely completed our family and we love them more than we ever realised we would despite always having pets. Our cats are indoor/outdoor cats, they love exploring the backyard finding bugs and critters but never wander far from home. I occasionally would see them sitting on a fence or when they are really brave they could be found in the front yard, but never out on the footpath or road. We get them in each night about 8pm to keep them safe. Last Friday night Oskar wouldn't come inside. We left the dog door unlocked knowing he could let himself in/out and hoped he'd come back inside when it was all quiet. (Patsy hasn't mastered the dog door so we knew she was safe)Every day I’d look at the back door but no sign of him. For 6 days and nights we walked the streets calling his name, shaking the food and listening for his cry. We left food outside, put the kitty litter out on the garden shed roof, left our dirty clothes outside so he could smell our scent, but nothing worked. We delivered approx 500 flyers into letterboxes to get the word out there and get the community to help us find our furbaby, but despite our efforts, there was nothing…..no sign of him. I walked 4 times my usually steps every day as I felt it was the only thing I could do…..I wasn’t going to give up. I hardly slept for 6 days because I was trying to look for him at various times 11pm, 1am, 3am, 5am, but there was nothing. I knocked and inspected 20 neighbours backyards to see if he was trapped, but nothing. I took a ladder to a vacant house to jump the locked gate, I went into the backyard and looked, but there was nothing. My heart was breaking as I knew I was running out of time. If he’d been trapped, injured or hit by a car, he may be hiding, and we had to find him before he died. I couldn’t function – I was sleep deprived and extremely emotional all the while trying to be “brave” for my kids. By day 5 I was starting to believe he was gone, never to be seen again. We had offered a $500 reward even if it was to find out he had died, because not knowing was killing me, I was so worried he was suffering.Friday of this week, I had only been in bed 3 hours when I heard a weird meow at the bottom of my bed at 4:30am. I knew it wasn’t Patsy so I jumped out of bed calling Oskars name, it was dark and I couldn’t see what cat it was. I wandered out to the kitchen and Oskar was sat at his food bowl crying for food. I was, and still am 24hrs later, absolutely gob smacked! Was I dreaming, oh no this was real. I started sobbing with happy tears but was scaring the cat. My sobbing woke the rest of the family up. I picked him up, and he was real, I wasn’t dreaming. He was skinny but he seemed ok. We were all emotional but showered him with love. We realised the first thing he needed, besides our love, was food and water. Hubby and 1 child went back to bed but my 14yo son and I were too excited to go back to bed, so we made a cuppa tea, got a blanket and sat on the couch together while watching the sun come up and watching Oskar rest up after his big 6 day adventurer. Patsy was hissing at him and we realised he smells different – he smells like musty storage couch/clothes. We can only assume he was locked in a garage, but we will never know. Oh how I wish he could talk to tell me where he’d been but for now we are so grateful he is home and our family is once again complete.
I always knew he would be found again. I promised never to lose hope, despite the months ticking away. I have been checking lost animal pages every day since he went missing - I even joined FB for the first time in my life to get the message out! I did 3 flyer drops , each time choosing different areas - and of course the last area that I hadn't yet flyer dropped was the one where he was found. Cat trapped by council after a member of the public had phoned to state he had stray cats coming and going. If it hadn't been for the microchip details - I would have been none the wiser. Council was able to call me, after assessing he was missing on the register and its been an incredible emotional day. My family is back together and I've updated his status online under his animal registry profile.
Our family adopted George from the RSPCA around 7 years ago, he was around 2 years old.George went missing from our home in Wheelers Hill Victoria. He escaped from a second story window which was left slightly open and we had forgotten about, landing on a garden bed below which clearly broke his fall.We arrived home at 1.30am 1/1/2022 without the usual greeting. We looked all over the house in every room and cupboards and realised that he had escaped. Expecting the worst, I searched all over our block expecting him to be badly injured by the fall or worse. We went through every inch block and our George was nowhere to be seen, he had escaped most likely spooked by NYE fireworks. At 2am we searched our street and our suburb until around 6am, he had vanished.I searched the next day with friends and family and no sightings.Over the next weeks we did letter drops, put posters up searched parks vacant blocks and I plastered his photo and Missing message to over 20 community and lost dog sites, called vets and pounds with nothing except for tremendous support from this community which rallied to share our message. On the 18th day that George had been missing a local who was on holidays had volunteered CCTV footage which was handed to Police for investigation. That night I updated all of the post to say we hoped this new information would lead to getting our George back. On the 19th day he went missing, the next day after updating all the facebook post, I received a call from a policeman at 3pm who was at the Noble Park Veterinary Hospital and asked if I was missing my dog. I couldn't believe it, after validating all of my details from his microchip he confirmed that George was picked up after being hit by a car on Heatherton Road Noble park that afternoon. It was the best news. I picked up George at 4.30 pm 19/1/2022, he had lost 2kg had a bloodshot eye and a torn knee ligament, frail and traumatised I brought him home, the best day of 2022.He is recovering well and with time will heal. What a relief.......I was told we had around 20k shares from all the posts. What a journey he must have had, if only he could tell it. So blessed to have him back.The picture provided was taken the day he was found after picking him up to bring him back home.
Biggles had been missing for 2 weeks, and had been registered with RSPCA, AWL, DACO, CAR and 3 Facebook sites as lost/missing. Posters installed on stobie poles, leaflets distributed and neighbours visited.
Then a photo of him popped up on the Lost Pets of South Australia website where he had sought refuge with a lovely family in Urrbrae, a suburb too far away for him to have walked to from Adelaide city.
We collected him from the wonderful family who had cared for him so well with absolute joy that was bittersweet as they are still missing their tabby Toby and so we hope that our cloud with a silver lining becomes so for Abby and her family soon.
11 nights ago, the friendly, confident and cheeky Toulouse went missing. Given this was completely outside of his nature, the search to bring him home commenced. Posters were strung up around the Carlton neighbourhood, late night/early morning walks commenced and thousands of Facebook posts were shared. Despite being riddled with exhaustion and anxious thoughts, Toulouse's Mum did not stop searching for him. Not only that, but due to the friendly nature of this cat, four neighbours walked the streets with Mum in the early hours of the morning, and door knocked up and down the street searching for the lost boy. Despite how sad it was to lose Toulouse, the kindness and love Mum received from neighbours and cat lovers on Facebook was overwhelming. (One woman even offered to put up posters despite having never met Toulouse or Mum). After another sleepless, miserable night, a call was made to Mum one morning from a Council Ranger in Ballarat. Having missed the calls, a text came through saying "too loose" had been found. Unsure if this was the right cat, Mum called the ranger back and finally discovered that little Toulouse had been found alive and well 100KM AWAY FROM HOME. In fact, he jumped into the rangers car before he was even invited aboard, thus ending his two-week vacation.
So there you have it. Toulouse went gold mining. And although he might've gone looking for gold, little did he know he struck gold a long time ago - first, when his Mum microchipped him. And second, when he won the hearts of his Carlton community who never stopped searching. #tooloose
Just a short story. My baby went missing nearly 3 years ago after we moved house. I searched and searched for him and could never find him. I gave up hope.I received a call almost 3 years later saying he had been found. Dirty and skinny but still my baby. So lucky to have him home!
Willow is a gorgeous, medium-haired, tabby cat of no special breed, but she is very special to us. Adopted from the RSPCA as an 11-week-old kitten, Willow belongs to my 11-year-old daughter Sienna.
Willow vanished late New Year's Eve 2019. She was only 8-month's old. My husband and I were holidaying interstate with our two youngest children when our adult daughter Shannon, called. She said "Mum, I can't find Willow."I drove home and an epic 22-month search began...
I contacted Central Animal Records, checked my contact details were correct, and made sure Willow’s microchip was flagged as 'missing'. I door-knocked the neighbourhood and did midnight searches - night after night after night. I constructed a huge "Willow is lost!" sign and hung it on a fence facing our closest major road. My family put up big orange fluorescent signs and flyers on trees and light poles. I turned my car into a mobile “LOST CAT” sign to get the community's attention. I created a FIND WILLOW (#thebasinbillboardcat) Facebook page, which I updated frequently. The community got on board. Kind people helped me search and distribute flyers. Someone rang Radio 3AW who deemed my 'extraordinary' effort to find Willow newsworthy. The story of Willow aired on Melbourne radio and made it into the newspaper. A real estate firm donated a billboard after my handmade one was stolen. Wonderful people reported possible sightings of Willow and let me display massive signs on their front fences. I bought a cat trap and set it up near every reported potential sighting. I caught several cats in need, but not Willow. One cat (Jasper), had been lost for 8 years - he was microchipped and his details were up to date, but sadly his owners chose not to take him back. Happily, Animal Aid re-homed him. I haunted Animal Aid Coldstream (our local pound) and scrolled through a multitude of LOST cat pages and websites daily.
I learned all about ambiguous grief during Willow's absence. Our family missed Willow so much but we couldn't grieve our loss. There is no closure when a beloved furry family member disappears. Many neighbours and friends believed Willow was stolen or dead, but I knew cats were resilient and never gave up hope. Neither did Sienna. Willow went missing during a heat wave - half the country was on fire across summer 2019-2020. Willow survived two hot summers and two bitter winters, while her people (us) were tucked up safely at home.
Fast forward to November 2021…
In the end, none of my signs or publicity helped bring Willow home. It was her microchip and the caring nature of two good Samaritans that brought Willow back to us. Enna and Blake from Clayton Victoria were out walking one evening, late in October 2021, when Willow approached them. I'm told she walked up to them but kept returning to the locked factories nearby. They saw her two more times that week and noted food bowls outside the factory were full of water and leaves, yet there’d been no recent rain. They were concerned that Willow was not being properly cared for or was perhaps a lost cat; and after a big storm blew in, they enlisted Enna's Mum's help with containing her. Once they had captured Willow, they called their local council who collected Willow and delivered her to the RSPCA where she was scanned for a microchip.
The RSPCA called Animal Aid to check Willow’s registration status (still current) and spoke to Cattery Manager, Sue who begged them to give her 10 minutes... She wanted to share the moment with me. I have Animal Aid’s number saved in my phone, so when the call I had been praying for came through, my first words were “Have your got news for me?” and Sue said, “I do.” Sue told me Willow had been picked up 25km from our home, appeared to be in good health and she was at the RSPCA waiting to be picked up. Then we both cried our eyes out. It was the best news ever!!!
Willow has settled in at home almost like 22 months and two days on the streets (and being a media sensation for a few days) was nothing. She's still the same funny, playful crazy kitten we adore.
Thanks to Willow’s microchip our family is complete once again, Sienna is the happiest 11-year-old in Victoria, and after 671 days lost, Willow is finally home!!!
It is Hunter's (cat) 7th birthday. Last month his cat-bro unexpectedly had to be put down the day before he turned 8yr. We are still grieving. Today Hunter was on harness and leash as trained when a bin fell over with a loud bang, Hunter bolted in fear, the snaps on his harness broke and he just ran. He's never been outside here not on leash! Pet-mum door knocked the entire block with posters. Worried he might get stolen by a well meaner or worse. Our fall back was that CAR could list him as missing so if his chip got scanned someone would know he was missed and call home. A couple of years ago someone tried to 'take' his cat-bro because he was so friendly. It happens. It could have happened again. CAR gives hope that lost loved ones can be returned. Luckily Hunter found his own way home and pet-mum didn't have a total nervous breakdown. Bigger, better harness is on the birthday list.
Aurora went missing on the 29th December 2020. Despite door knocking and handing out flyers she was no where to be found. She belonged to my 12 year old daughter and she was devastated. I even tried to replace her with another kitten but she didn't want to know about it.
4 months later, I received a phone call while at work telling me that a cat had been brought into the local vet. Through tears of joy, I left work to go get her. I had not told my daughter as I wanted to surprise her. Upon seeing Aurora, the tears flowed again. She looked dishevelled and had a bad cut under her arm. My husband videoed me coming through the door with her. My daughter could not even look up through her crying. Her baby was home.
Today, she is back to normal and does not leave her side. The bond those 2 have is incredible. I am still amazed we have her back and I would love to know the little adventure she went on. Without her microchip we would never have seen her again as the people who brought her to the vet wanted to keep her. I am so thankful and words will never express the amount of gratitude I have for the people who run this system. It has been a miracle but one I never want to go through again!
This is a story of how our fur baby Grumpy gave his family a heart attack for 3 days.
My wife's mother had just been diagnosed with a progressive autoimmune disease. So to help them, my wife and our daughters went up to help them pack. Grumpy had always been super attached to my wife. I got him for her years ago when we first started dating. He was her first cat and they were smitten. Grumpy always cuddles with her. Follows her to the toilet. Basically he is attached at the hip. When our first daughter was born he was obsessed. He would sleep at her feet and just always wanted to be around the baby. As our daughter grew they started playing it was super sweet. Anyways, so my wife and kids are at my in-laws and Grumpy starts fretting big time, he wasn't eating and was constantly crying. One day I get home from work and he must have pushed out the door without me seeing.
After an hour I realised I hadn't seen him. So I looked around the house everywhere. I start to stress because he has never been outside unsupervised. I go out and look frantically and nothing. The next day we made posts online, called vets, called the local council. My wife was devastated. It was day 3, I came home and walked into my lounge and looked at the window and who do I see? Grumpy sitting next to the fence eating a blade of grass... I was so relieved and immediately video-called my wife who began to cry with joy. Safe to say, I'll be keeping a closer eye on this escape artist from now on.
Indie went missing after we moved into a new property. We had changed her microchip address & council registration to reflect her new residence. It’s so important to have your pet microchipped. I came across a deceased cat on my journey to find Indie, & due to the cat not being microchipped it was a struggle to notify their family. In our case, the power of social media & posters in the community reunited us with Indie after two months & 5 days missing. A lady had spotted her 2km away & recognised her from my persistent social media posting. The key is to never give up, spread the word, & have your animal registered for the best chance of a happy reunion.
Hiro was missing for 7 days and we had been door knocking, flyering, leaving out biscuits at neighbours houses, looking at cctv. Turns out... he was found by a family who lived 3.8kms away! They had just arrived home the night before from a week's holiday and Hiro was meowing at their back door.
They posted him up on the local community facebook page that I had posted on a week earlier and someone else commented to say that he was reported missing. My friend had also joined multiple pages to help keep an eye on found reports and she alerted us and asked him to hold on until we got there. He has been home and purring for an hour now! It was a team effort ❤️
I am writing this #ReunionStory at 1.30am as the adrenaline is still coursing through my body and I'll not be able to sleep anytime soon. I found Luka an hour ago! I haven't felt this elated since Steven Bradbury won his gold medal in 2002 or when they stopped making Hey Hey it's Saturday episodes.
Long story short, I managed to trap Luka this evening in a extra large sized animal trap I bought online and received yesterday. Its one of those cage style traps that is triggered when Luka gets too far into the tunnel part and the door closes behind him. First night. It worked first time!Not sure I can put it all down to the trap or Luka's irrational desire for raw chicken and dry kibble. Anyway, the main thing is it worked and after being on the run for three weeks in the rural area I live in he is home. Ended up he was about 500m away living in and around a neighbour's farm shed amongst old cars and machinery.
Yep, he's going to be an indoor house cat now with a bell and maybe if I can arrange it a permanent drone hovering above him at all hours.
Not much else to add really other than never to give up hope and does anyone want to buy a used cat trap?
I adopted Bella as a kitten, at a challenging time in my life. She gave me such a purpose and someone to love. One day, about 3 years in to our life together, she just didn't come home. I printed off posters and walked the streets looking for her.
We then moved house multiple times. In June this year, I received a call from a Vet telling me they had my cat. I didn’t believe them. I advised that Bella went missing 4 years ago, the Vet assured me it was Bella due to her microchip. I raced to the vet and i couldn't believe my eyes, it was my Bella. I asked where she had been the last 4 years and she just ignored me. The Vet nurses told me that Bella had been 800m from the original home where I last saw her.
I took her home and we had a few days of getting to know each other again. Bella coming back into my life has been at the perfect time. She keeps me company and gives me some purpose during these ongoing lockdowns.
After walking for what seemed like hours, yelling his name, dropping pamphlets off in letter boxes, making posts on Facebook we finally have our boy Knuckles home. He was missing for 4 days and had his whole family so stressed as in the 8 years of his life he'd never strayed far away.
When we found him, my husband and I embraced him between us and cried happy tears. All while he was purring and snuggling into us. We are so happy to have our boy back home again.
Our young (at the time 9-months) male long-haired German Shepherd stays in our garage during the working day, with a break at lunchtime when I return home to walk him. One day our neighbour noticed him outside in the access alleyway behind our town house, with the garage roller door open. She called me and I explained how to put him inside and she closed the roller door. I had to assume I had not properly closed the roller door when I left in the morning.
Next day I got a call from a local veterinary clinic. They had Samson there! Not only had he got out of the garage, but waited until the alleyway security gate opened for a car entering and went walkabout. Happily, he was found by a man wandering the streets a few blocks away, and the man sensibly took him to a nearby vet clinic where they scanned him, then called me. Interestingly, none of the vet staff realised that Samson was wearing a collar with more identification plus council registration on it, because it was hidden beneath his long hair.
Now some detective work was required, and we then made the discovery. Samson was able to jump up and activate the wall-mounted remote control for the roller door. Repositioning of the control and problem solved.
Back in 2012/2013? I saw a sign on a Supermarket window offering a cat for adoption. The lady looking to rehome her was moving and couldn't take pets to her new rental home.
I already had three cats so taking Zoe on was going to be troublesome with cat personalities and care costs. I had worked in the past fostering cats and placing them in new homes.I thought I'd take on Zoe and see who may like to have her live with them.
I had her in my home for around four weeks. She was getting used to routines and accepting my big personality cats. She was a gentle, but timid cat. She'd get angry if she was scared. She'd understandably try to defend herself.
I spent a lot of time with her making her less stressed and more of a calm and friendly cat. I believe one of my young children opened the door on a top floor decking area of our home. Zoe jumped off the deck and went missing.
We door knocked, letterbox dropped, put up street signs, placed Facebook messages and searched bushland nearby. I went back to the area where I had collected her from. I spoke to the home owner. He had large dogs and told me a cat would never want to jump his back fence!
I did door knocking and letterbox dropping. I thought there was a small chance that she may have found her way back to the area of her home.
We never heard back from anyone about her. It broke my heart. I never fostered a cat after losing Zoe. In 2015 I moved from my family home. My husband remained in the house and kept the Post Office Box listed on the registration. My ex husband and I both kept our mobile phone numbers.
Last summer I had destroyed Zoe's Vet records never thinking she'd be found.
On July 13th, last Tuesday I received a call from a vet in the area I used to live.They told me they'd had a found cat bought in. The Vet checked her microchip and called me.
I called the Vet because I couldn't believe it could possibly be true. She said she had contacted the CAR register and been given my phone number. The Vet said she's healthy, reasonable weight and had no health issues she could see.
I grabbed the cat carrier and my son to go and collect her.
Zoe's now a 13 year old cat and into her retirement years. She's still timid and likes her quiet, private time. She's getting used to being in a home with three existing cats.
We've renamed her Missy as we have another cat named Zoe. My children were so distraught we'd lost our first Zoe that our next foundling cat had to be named Zoe.
I'm still in shock. She's a beautiful cat and we love having her home again with us.
I was working as a nurse in a vet clinic when a friend of mine gave me a call.
She explained that a cat had been visiting her house for the past few months and after she began feeding it, the cat became so confident that it started coming into the house which was upsetting her mum and their dogs.
I asked her to bring the cat in to the clinic so I could check the microchip and let the owners know what was happening.
What happened next was unbelievable!
A friendly cat, I scanned her microchip and found out her name was Dora. Dora's family lived only a few streets away from my friend so I assumed she must have been visiting from her home. Well.... what a surprise I had when I phoned her Mum.
Dora had been missing for 6 years!!
Turns out she was living up to her namesake and was quite the explorer! You see, Dora's mum explained that when Dora was only 6 months old, her daughter accidentally left the front door open and Dora went for a wander.
She had never been outside and had become spooked by the sounds of construction work in the area.
They spent many nights looking for her to no avail. Turns out, for the past 6 years Dora had made friends with many people in the neighbourhood, including my friend and she would repeatedly visit the homes of those who would feed her and give shelter her shelter.
It just took one person to question and take Dora in to a vet to have her microchip scanned for this beautiful reunion to occur.
Thank God they kept the same mobile number after 6 years and her microchip details were still correct!
I moved to Ballarat in regional Victoria in December of 2018 for a new job. I took my two boys with me (Casper and Tigger). I did the whole 6 weeks inside thing so they would know where home was. I started letting them out during the day so they could explore, and they would both always come home at night.
One morning at 5.30 it was raining heavily and I had to start early. Tigger bolted into the dark wet morning. I knew he would be lost.
After putting up flyers and posting on Facebook for 6 months. All hope was lost! Come to today 2.5 years later, a call from our local animal shelter! And my Tigger is returned.
We would like to thank CAR for reuniting us with our 12 y.o. Jack Russell, Cassie. We live in Arcadia just south of Shepparton, having moved from Melbourne. We had gone to Tasmania on the 25th January for a wedding, leaving Cassie at home with a trusted neighbour feeding her and checking on her. The yard is secure.
As we were leaving our accommodation on 28th January to return home I had a call from an operator at CAR. Cassie had somehow got out and been picked up about 10kms away darting in and out of traffic on the Goulburn Valley Highway.
We believe that she had walked out the gate while another neighbour was collecting some eggs. He did not realise that she was even there. She apparently barked most of the night to get back in but there was no one there to open the gate. It was next morning she was found on the highway. We can only assume she was trying to return to our old home in Melbourne.
The man who picked her up was an equine vet from Shepparton and had seen her CAR tag and called you. I immediately rang the gentleman who by chance was heading for Melbourne Airport and would be there about the same time as we were returning.
After an anxious flight we were reunited outside the airport terminal. It is amazing that she actually managed to hitch hike to Melbourne Airport to meet us! It was certainly worth having the microchip inserted, keeping the CAR tag on her collar and updating our details when we moved.
Pocho went missing in February 2020. At that time I was living in Reservoir with my partner and my baby boy but we were going to move in our new house in Lalor in 3 weeks time.
He was still recovering from a facial surgery after a fight with another cat that was infected and needed to be drained out from the vet. He was one of our 3 fur babies, one of them is his brother. I looked for him for more than a month, after we moved I was going there every night to call him but never found him.
2 days ago I received a call from a vet in Reservoir asking if I was missing a cat. I couldn't believe it, I run to them to see him and take him back with us. He is back in his family, with his fur and human siblings!
So unexpected and so happy to have him back!
This morning I received a call from our local vet to tell me they had my Kingston ❤️
A lovely lady had just brought him in to them after feeding him for the last 7 weeks. ❤️
Now, Kingston went missing just over a year ago! After being frightened by a friend's dog. I always hoped he was still alive but over the year had given up hope of seeing him again. I can’t imagine the adventures he’s been on and folk he’s met! ❤️
- If you have pets, make sure they're microchipped
- If you find a pet, please take them to the vet asap to be scanned for a chip.
So proud of my tough little guy. And so happy to have him back with us ❤️🙏❤️
Jake is an opportunistic Houdini. He has escaped more times than I care to count in the 12 years we've owned him. It's probably why he was in the pound in the first place when we adopted him at the age of 2.
On Friday afternoon I noticed he wasn't in the yard, then I noticed the gate was slightly skew with a gap just big enough for him to wriggle through.
I posted on all the facebook lost and found pet pages then sat up all night, going to the door whenever I heard a sound... but no Jake.
I have learned by now not to be too worried as people are kind hearted and will take a stray to the local vet or call the ranger etc.
Sure enough, 9.30 am I get a call from the local pound to say they had him. I picked him up, bought him two new toys and brought him back home :)
I got a call from a vet 35 km from home stating someone had brought Lilly in with an injured back leg. The vet scanned her microchip and she had been flagged as missing. The vet contacted me to bring the happy news that Lilly was found. I realise how important it is to make sure your pet is microchipped and that your details are correct.
My Husband works away, my sons and I were travelling out to see him and spotted a MiniatureDachshund running down the highway in the middle of nowhere about 8pm at night (we still had 2 hours to travel to our destination). She had no collar and was very happy to see us.We took her with us planning on trying to find her owner and reunite them.
We had a stumpy tail blue cattle dog and were happy with that. Turns out she was microchipped the previous owner didn’t want her back. They had bred her and were trying to find her a new owner. Nobody knows how she got where we found her, the previous owner was happy to take her back and continue looking to rehouse her.
Over the weekend we had fallen completely in love with her. We can’t give her away because I can’t risk someone else not loving her and caring for her as much as we do.We have never had a small dog before, she can play with the cattle dog and hold her own, under our watchful eye. We did all the paperwork and transferred her into our name. Cassie found herself anew home, she is a clever little Dachshund.
Matty went for a walk and never returned home. I had searched and searched and we all grieved thinking the worst had happened. We were giving up hope of ever finding him - especially after we moved 2 months ago from where he went missing.
He had been missing for two years to the day when someone found him wandering and took him to the Lilydale Vet Clinic. They scanned for a microchip and since my mobile number has not changed for more than 10 years, they were able to ring me.At first I was confused when they said that they had my cat. I said 'Oh No.....is Tig OK ?' The lady said'Ummm.... it's not Tig it's Matty.' I said 'No way possible, he is missing or dead as he left home 2 years ago! It can't be possible!'
I gave her a description of him and she said 'Yes it IS him!'I started crying and we got in the car with our cat carrier and headed straight to the clinic, still not believing it was him. Once I picked him up and checked him over myselfI knew that it was definitely Matty. I showed him the cat carrier and he went straight in (it had his blanket still in it).The vet was shocked saying 'I haven’t seen that before.'
Matty snuggled in and started purring, putting his paw out for me to hold. My husband and I are delighted he has been reunited at home with his brother. Such a shock for us, all together again right before Christmas!Welcome home Matty Cat !!Since his return he has not left my side and has started playing ball, running up and down the hallway. He has been licked all over by the dog and his brother is soothing him too. Please understand how emotional the last 2 years have been and just how important it is to have your animal's microchipped and the information kept up to date!
My son & his partner were in the process of moving house. There was an interim period when they weren't able to have their staffy living with them, so Sophie came to live with my husband & me for 2 months. We have a good secure yard, escape-proof for any dog . . . . except Sophie.
We were distraught to return home one day to find her missing. We produced flyers, advertised in the paper & on radio. One day I received a phone call from a friend inviting me over on some odd pretence. I was elated to be greeted at the door by dear Sophie.
My friend had found her and taken her to the vet in the hope she was micro-chipped. Micro-chip located and the owner contacted. My friend was then handed the phone so she could explain where she lived. She recognised my son's voice and the happy reunion was organised. So grateful for this service. Thank You!
We lost Puccini about 3 years ago. She just
disappeared. We thought she was dead but had the
hope someone was looking after her. We moved out of
the area 6 months ago.
RSPCA called me on last Sunday afternoon to say that they had found her and it all went well from there. She was found in our old street. Probably returning to what she knew as home, but we weren't there. We picked Puccini up from the RSPCA and it was like she never left. She recognised me instantly and is the loving cat we remember.
I can't believe she has been gone for 3 years. All I can say is thanks to being microchipped we were reunited.
When I moved house, in June, one of my 'twin' cats, Mitsy, went missing about one week later, on a very wet and stormy night. After weeks of unsuccessful searching, I resigned myself to the fact that she might not come 'home' and instead of fearing the worst, I hoped that she'd found a new home.
Then, that fabulous phone call came, she HAD been found, amazingly, after 2 years and 2 months, of being missing!!! She was located about 2 kilometres from where I was (then) living and taken into the local pound.
I really believe that someone else had 'adopted' her during her 'missing' years, but now she was finally home with me and her twin sister, again. Thanks to her microchip, we were happily reunited that day after I received the call. A wonderful invention and service, that I am forever indebted to!
No one likes their mobile ringing in the middle of the night. 99% of the time, it's bad news. My phone went off at 12.36AM and I was sound asleep. A very calm, collected voice on the other end of the phone introduced herself, obviously taking into account that I wasn't completely with it, and told me that a lady by the name of Judy, had my dog, Goza. Very confused, as she had been sleeping soundly in her kennel just a few hours ago, I took down the details and thanked her. I went searching for my wayward beast, and sure enough, there was no sign of her. I called Judy, who told me she was at a local truck depot and my princess had been trying to get into the trucks. Loves a road trip my girl. I arrived on the scene to find Judy standing in the carpark holding Goza by the collar.
She let go and Goza very sheepishly climbed into the backseat and sat, like a good girl.
I thanked Judy and I am very grateful to both her and CAR. My princess is an American Bulldog, and most people run a mile when they see dogs like that. My girl is all love and would never hurt a fly, the breed just has a bad rep. Judy, thankfully, didn't judge her by her big toothy smile, but by her furiously wagging tail.
So, I'd like to send a big thank you to CAR and to the lovely lady who called me in the middle of the night giving me all the relevant info I needed so calmly and concisely.
And a big thank you to Judy, for not being afraid of my Princess, Goza. They are now great friends!
We have a 12 year old fox terrier x who wandered away from us one day & despite hours & hours of searching for her we couldn't find her. We were in a rural area that was very isolated & only had a few sporadic farm houses that were many kilometres apart.
A few days after the ad went in we started getting calls that she had been spotted about 40 km's from where she left us! The search was on in real earnest.
People were looking out for her everywhere & we began to feel that just maybe we would get her back. Each time we were disappointed though & we kept missing her.
Just after 9am on that Monday morning, I got a phone call from my local council telling me they thought they had found her. Someone had rung & said a dog matching her description had turned up at their place on the Saturday morning looking rather tired & hungry.
I jumped into my car & drove to an area that was about 70 km's from where she started!!! I got out of my car & walked over to the shearing shed & began calling her name. She wasn't there & my heart sank.
I thought she had wandered off & I'd missed her again but I walked along other sheds still calling her name. I went around a car & looked at a doorway & there was this little forlorn dog looking at me. It was her.
She quietly walked over to me almost like she wasn't sure if she could believe her eyes that it was me, I bent down & patted her. That's when we both knew for sure & the joy began. I had tears & her tail began wagging furiously & she was whimpering & then barking.
We were both so happy. I had great delight then in ringing my family & telling her that I had her. I had her checked at the vet & he couldn't believe that she was in such good condition considering her journey & her health (Maggie has cancer). It's certainly a great story to tell.
Needless to say it taught me the importance of name tags for dogs with phone numbers on them.
I would like to thank CAR for facilitating in the recovery of our runaway greyhound, Billy, earlier today. He managed to run off from our home and before we knew it he was nowhere to be seen. With my husband and I driving around, and my son on his bike, searching the parklands along the Eastern Freeway, we were unable to find him. Over 30 mins. has passed by and we were distraught as Billy could’ve been anywhere and he has no road sense, in fact, not much sense full stop.
I was thinking that our only hope was that someone would find Billy and ring the number on his collar. You cannot imagine my relief when my mobile rang while I was searching the streets and it was CAR saying that Billy had been found. Our family are so grateful to the young lady and man who stopped their cars on the Doncaster Rd. on-ramp of the Eastern Freeway, where Billy was roaming (approx. 1 km from home), and rang CAR and kept him safe until we got there to collect him.
Thanks so much to both of them for their kindness and caring. We are so grateful and appreciative of everyone’s efforts in getting Billy back to us.
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