Sunday, January 17, 2010

Day 25...

You all have been so great about checking on Thunder's whereabouts...and I wanted, so badly, to have a happy ending to the story of our lost dog in Madrid.  I still hope for a happy ending, but I have mentally turned a corner here. My days of roaming the streets with a fist full of posters are dwindling.  I still yell "Thunder" into any recessed, arched alleyway surrounded by vegetation.  People still stare, startled, like they do at someone with Tourette's, but I don't care.  I've started intensive Spanish lessons again, so I have enough stress in my life.

And I'm waiting... just waiting.

For what, you ask?  For that day when I'm walking down the street and I see my Thunder with someone who has never taken him to the vet to check for a chip, nor called the police, nor checked with the dog shelters to see if their new dog was someone else's.  When that day comes, I will be ready.  I will take that person DOWN like Angelina Jolie in Tomb Raider, kicking butt and taking names!  I will execute a kick turn, stunning the dog-knapper, and if I need to, I will twist his or her arms, and karate chop(!)... unless, of course, it's a grey-haired old woman, in which case, I will be careful not to knock her over.  Instead, I will use the formal "Usted" conjugation in Spanish and will say, "Perdona" respectfully, but will then, nevertheless, grab Thunder gently and jog away without incident.

Either way, I will yell: POLICIA!  I will have my forensic evidence ready (Thunder's hair on my tape lint brush.) I will have my chip scanner in my purse with Thunder's papers and, after many more Spanish lessons, I will know how to explain it all to the authorities in Spanish...

9 comments:

Gilman said...

25 days has seemed like a life time for us all. I just hope and pray that he is being loved and cared for and that his Spanish is improving.
Thunder,if you are reading this at work at Telephonica, please come home! We miss you.

Mental P Mama said...

Still sick on this side, too. Thunder! Come home!

Tay said...

Thun--come home! In the mean time, that tomb-raider outfit would make a nice addition to your wardrobe. Talk about smokin' hot! Might as well be ready!

Anonymous said...

You probably need to lift some weights for the arm twisting, Angelina!

Deborah said...

Thinking of you and your family back here and the heartache you must feel, even if the sadness is a little quieter. I just can't imagine if one of our "babies" went missing. In the "ideal" world, an older Spanish grandma was worried about this little guy out there on his own, and has taken him in to care for and to keep her company. She hasn't been feeling too strong, but plans to go for a walk with Thunder when she's up to it. In the meantime,if it's anyone but her, LOOK OUT!! Angelina's got nothing on Delora.

Maria said...

So sorry to hear that Thunder hasn't yet found his home. Keep thinking good thoughts. You know everything happens slower there, so it's just possible that he will show up one day soon.
love to all!

tom said...

so sad. i'm sorry about thun. he was my fav daschund

Anonymous said...

All the FCDS crew is pulling for Thunder!

Delora said...

Thank you FCDS Crew! XX