Oxnard--Some weeks are less than perfect. It started off with a visit to the hospital because of my kidneys, which became a four-day trip.
I started with my therapy, which went fine until they decided the surgery I had was incorrect. That meant a trip back to the hospital until I finally got the all-clear late Saturday afternoon.
I got home and started to plan my Sunday; I decided to take out the recycling. I was operating at less than 100 percent, and when I opened the door to head towards the trash, Buddy ran out the door and down the block. I tried to chase after him, and he was gone.
I called the J-Train, and she came home immediately. We walked the streets of our development until it got dark, and I went home to post a call for help on social media while she kept looking.
The J-Train reported Buddy missing to the Police and the shelter, and out of desperation, I did a random missing dog search and found Port Hueneme Missing Pets and sent them a photo.
With a lot of help and shares, he was located and sent to the shelter. We made…
