Saturday, November 14, 2015

I love you Maggie

I have posted about my cocker spaniel, Maggie, many times over the last year and a half. I had Maggie 17 months, she was 8 or 9 years old when we got her. Long story short, we rescued her from a hard life in Wisconsin two summers ago. Around here, people knew her for her calm demeanor, her sweetness, and her obsession with people food (yeah, a little like me). Sliced turkey, beef, and chicken seemed to be her favorites. She'd lick the plates after we were done eating before putting them in the dishwasher. I remember her sticking out her paw to me when she wanted my attention or petting. She'd drink so much water, but liked ice in her bowl. She  She was ok with taking a bath, but didn't like walking in the heat. She wasn't always comfortable with car rides, but got used to them. 
In the last two weeks, she rarely ate though. In the last few days, she nearly stopped eating and lost a quarter of her body weight. She also started hiding in dark places. We took her to the vet Wednesday and it didn't seem good. The doc didn't have a clear diagnosis, but said it was probably either an infected uterus or a tumor. We gave her pain meds to help her cope. In the last two days, she began panting excessively. After a late night visit to the vet, they took X-rays and there was a massive tumor around her kidney. There was nothing else to be done. They gave her a sedative and then she was calm, but still shaking. We couldn't bear to watch her hurt anymore. So with a lot of tears, we said goodbye around 12:15 this morning. 
I truly dread the quiet and emptiness that the morning will probably bring. My spirit is hurt, but it is, at the same time, grateful.
Maggie, I love and appreciate you so much. I can never thank you enough for your spirit, companionship, and devotion when I was going through some hard times. I pray God will allow me to see you again someday.



Our time together: June 18, 2014-November 14, 2015.

Monday, November 09, 2015

Waiting for the train to leave

So I'm sitting on a train in Ogilvie station in Chicago and it's a Monday night. First week where I'm doing my late night schedule. I'll be working till 7 p.m. on Monday and 8 p.m. on Wednesday. On Tuesday and Thursday, I work until 5:30 and on Friday I work until 5 p.m.

The result is two totally different paces. On the other three days, I find myself rushing from the office a few minutes early just to run fast enough to catch an express train that will get me home about 20 minutes sooner. The train home is totally jammed and it feels incredibly hectic and can be quite stressful.

But on these other two days, everything slows to a grinding halt. It only takes me about 15 minutes to walk from the office to the train. And that leaves me with another 25 minutes of waiting before the train even goes in motion. Toss in over an hour riding on the train and 15 minutes in the car to get home, and it's a very long commute. But I have to say it is kind of peaceful and it's nice that I have a chance to be able to reflect and just relax for a little while.

I can't say this is something I'm really going to enjoy in the long run, especially when the weather turns really, really cold in the next month or two. But this life is kind of enjoyable right now and I think it might work out. At least I hope it will. At this point in my life, I think I've earned the right to be happy at work. I hope God grants me that.

WWE Title Tournament Predictions

I remember when WWE did their title tournament at Survivor Series in 1998. There were several wrestlers who seemed like they could win and there were only a few matches where I was absolutely certain of who would win and who would lose. Fast forward to 2015. Seth Rollins tore his ACL and a new champion will be crowned at Survivor Series. The bracket was just released and I have to say I think WWE did a bad job of booking this bracket.

The Final 4 are an absolute given: Reigns, Ambrose, Del Rio, and Owens. But the selection of wrestlers just has me shaking my head. What are Titus O'Neil and Kalisto doing in it? Jack Swagger, Damien Sandow, and the New Day members didn't deserve a spot? And Cesaro is guaranteed not to advance past the second round, if he even survives Sheamus. The only match I have any question over who will win is Cesaro and Sheamus. And that is a bad job by WWE in terms of establishing credible contenders. Anyway, on to my predictions.


Roman Reigns over Big Show
Cesaro over Sheamus
Alberto Del Rio over Stardust
Ryback over  Kalisto
Kevin Owens over Titus O’Neil
Neville over King Barrett
Dolph Ziggler over The Miz
Dean Ambrose over Tyler Breeze

Roman Reigns over Cesaro
Alberto Del Rio over Ryback
Kevin Owens over Neville
Dean Ambrose over Dolph Ziggler

Roman Reigns over Alberto Del Rio
Dean Ambrose over Kevin Owens

Roman Reigns over Dean Ambrose

Tuesday, October 27, 2015

NL Champions

I never thought I'd be able to experience that level of euphoria. Well, I got to be there live and in living color. It has been six days since the New York Mets rolled over the Chicago Cubs in the NLCS and won the 2015 National League pennant. As I type this, they are 90 minutes from kicking off Game 1 of the World Series against Kansas City.

Tickets that were going for at least $600 just a few days prior were suddenly available for around $200. I scored one for $140, which I was pretty pleased with. Before the game, I went to the Fifty/50 bar in Wicker Park for a Philly foldover sandwich (not as good as last time, can you guys cook the peppers and onions please?). Then it was the 70 bus east on Division, followed by a 2 mile walk north on Clark St to Country Club, where I met up with about 25 Mets fans. I saw some old friends like Larry and Vic and met some people who came in just for the game, like Brian, Scott, and Chico. I sat in Section 524, right next to the press box. The weather was pretty comfortable, around 50 degrees, unseasonably warm for an October evening in Chicago. And thankfully, I had two Mets fans sitting behind me.

I was incredibly excited, but very focused. I was not about to get cocky; I've been burned too many times to do that. Plus, I had a feeling that Chicago was due to at least take one game. But even if they did, I felt good that Matt Harvey would close them out in Game 5. Curtis Granderson lead off with a single against Jason Hammel and Daniel Murphy got yet another base hit. And then Lucas Duda, silent all playoffs, smoked a three-run homer to center field and it was 3-0. Travis d'Arnaud immediately followed with a bomb to right field for a 4-0 first inning lead. I was feeling really good at this point, but wasn't ready to celebrate. In the second, Duda knocked a two-run double into right center for a 6-0 Mets advantage. The air went out of Wrigley Field right there. Yes, the Cubs rallied in the fourth and fifth innings, but managed just one run. They even loaded the bases with no outs and settled for one run.

Defense played such a pivotal role in this game, as well as the series. David Wright caught a blast from Starlin Castro to save at least two runs in that fourth inning. Meanwhile, you had Kyle Schwarber and Jorge Soler playing the outfield for the Cubs like they were Stevie Wonder. A missed dive here, a dropped fly ball there.

After the seventh inning, I headed closer to the field to watch with my friends Larry and Daniel. We saw Murphy hit a home run in the eighth inning, his sixth consecutive postseason game with a home run, setting a new major league record. Tyler Clippard gave up a two-run homer to Kris Bryant and the lead was 8-3. But Jeurys Familia closed Chicago out in the 9th inning, striking out Dexter Fowler, and about a thousand of us Mets fans who were in Wrigley got to celebrate the franchise's first pennant in 15 years.

For me, it was my redemption. Maybe my biggest sports fandom triumph aside from the Rangers winning the Stanley Cup 21 long years ago. For the 20 losses I've seen the Mets have in Chicago compared to maybe 3 or 4 wins. After we've gone through Bernie Madoff scams, the reduced payroll, the terrible signings (ala Jason Bay, Frank Francisco, and Oliver Perez), the Yankee dynasty, and the Phillies title, and the heartbreak in 2006, the epic collapses of 2007 and 2008, Willie Randolph getting unjustly canned in California, the Tony Bernazard scandal, Citi Field initially opening as a Brooklyn Dodgers tribute park, and on and on.

My expectation was I was certain this series would go at least six games, even though I felt the Mets were the better all around team. It took all the pressure off. Honestly, the World Series would be gravy now. I'm sure I'll be disappointed if they lose, but I can't imagine that I would be devastated. Onto Kansas City. Kansas City, here we come.

We New York Mets fans have a moment to be on top of the mountain. A precious moment on top. Actually, it's right on the crest. Just a few steps left...to the summit.

Goosebumps

Check out @brianpmangan's Tweet: https://twitter.com/brianpmangan/status/659024605886181376?s=09

Saturday, October 17, 2015

It is on.

Well, the Mets took care of business in Game 5 in Los Angeles...well, Daniel Murphy, Jacob deGrom, Noah Syndergaard, and Jeurys Familia did anyway. And for the first time in nine years, they are playing in the NLCS. Against the hated Cubs. Game 1, I still can't believe this is actually happening, is tonight. Matt Harvey pitching against Jon Lester. 

It's pitching vs. hitting. 
The Amazin's vs. The Lovable Losers.
1969 and 1986 vs. 1907 and 1908.
Flushing vs. Wrigleyville.
Meet the Mets vs. Go Cubs Go.
Mr. Met vs...that weird Woo Woo dude.
The 7 Line Army vs. The Bleacher Bums.
Bob Murphy and Ralph Kiner vs. Harry Caray and Jack Brickhouse.
Jerry Seinfeld and Chris Rock vs. Bill Murray.
The City That Never Sleeps vs. The Second City. 
Nathan's vs. Vienna Beef. 
Real pizza vs. deep dish.
The MTA vs. The CTA.
Times Square vs. Logan Square.
Central Park vs. Lincoln Park.
The Empire State Building vs Willis Tower, or whatever it's being called this month.
And Me against my home.

Gonna be intense. Gonna be stressful. Gonna be a classic.

Wednesday, October 14, 2015

NHL predictions

Metropolitan division
y-Washington
x-N.Y. Rangers
x-Pittsburgh
x-Columbus
N.Y. Islanders
Philadelphia
New Jersey
Carolina

Atlantic division
y-Montreal
x-Tampa Bay
x-Toronto
x-Detroit
Ottawa
Boston
Florida
Buffalo

Central division
y-Chicago
x-St. Louis
x-Nashville
x-Minnesota
Winnipeg
Colorado
Dallas

Pacific division
y-Los Angeles
x-Vancouver
x-Anaheim
x-San Jose
Calgary
Edmonton
Arizona

Eastern conference
Montreal over Pittsburgh

Western conference
Anaheim over Chicago

Stanley Cup Finals
Montreal over Anaheim

Tuesday, October 13, 2015

NLCS Dread

I first moved to Chicagoland in July of 1997. At the time, I was still attending summer camp when I should have been working, I was incredibly shy and insecure, and I was about to become a junior in high school. Obviously, being the New Yorker that I am at my roots, I knew I would deal with clashes with the New York and Chicago cultures. Those clashes apply to food, accents, landmarks, and certainly sports. And in no sport is it more relevant than in baseball.

The New York Mets are my number one team; anyone who has known me more than 15 minutes knows that about me. After God, friends, and food, they're probably my next biggest passion. And out here, the Chicago Cubs are the number one baseball team and probably the second biggest sports team after the Bears. They used to play in the NL East together, and there have been several very competitive divisional races between the two clubs, most notably 1969, 1984, and 1989.

Since I have lived here, the two franchises have rarely been good at the same time. The teams fought for the 1998 wild card along with the San Francisco Giants. Of course, the Mets dropped their last five games, leaving the Cubs to beat the Giants in a one-game playoff. the only other years that really comes close is 2008, when the Mets blew the division to Philadelphia and the Cubs won their division.

So now, it is 2015. Both have young, exciting teams that made the playoffs. One won their division, one won the wild card playoff game. One is built on starting pitching, one on offense. One has ownership who spends money, one has to roll pennies to turn the lights on in the stadium. And both are leading their NLDS series 2 games to 1. By the end of this night, there may be an NLCS in place of the New York Mets vs the Chicago Cubs.

Never before has anything like this happened. The Jets and Bears won't be playing in a Super Bowl anytime soon. The Knicks and Bulls have barely had any kind of rivalry since Michael Jordan and Patrick Ewing retired. But each of the least two springs, we came one game away from seeing the Rangers and Blackhawks go at it in the Stanley Cup Finals. Two years ago, the Blackhawks lost in overtime to the Kings in Game 7. This year, the Rangers screwed it up with their dismal effort in Game 7 at home when they didn't even register a shot on goal in the third period.

Now we are one game away yet again. The Cubs all but have Game 4 in the bag, as they proceed to hit one home run after another against St. Louis. The Mets can advance to the NLS if they win Game 4 tonight in New York or Game 5 in Los Angeles. I would honestly rather see the Mets blow this series against the Dodgers than lose to Chicago. Because no matter what happens, I lose. I will either be incredibly hated or incredibly bullied. I really don't even want to imagine the hell my life is about to become over the next two weeks and beyond. Because no matter what happens, the result will live on forever. It's truly scary.

Wednesday, October 07, 2015

Mets magic

So we are just two days away, 48 hours away, from the New York Mets playing their first postseason game since October 19, 2006. I, and so many others, have waited years for this moment. We have endured Bernie Madoff, Jason Bay, ownership not being willing to spend money, Luis Castillo's dropped pop up, the Tom Glavine implosion, and on and on and on I could go.

Before the season, my expectations for modest. I expected the Mets to win at least 80 games for the first time since 2008. But I didn't really know if they had the offensive depth to make a legitimate run at a division title. But early on those expectations were exceeded as the compiled an 11 game winning streak in April. But during that street, within 48 hours, those ominous signs of disaster invaded our positive mindset. David Wright injured a hamstring, and it would eventually be diagnosed as spinal stenosis. Travis d'Arnaud broke his hand and left-handed reliever Jerry Blevins, who looked outstanding early on, broke his forearm. May was not a month that I would like to remember as they got swept in Wrigley Field over for games. I did get to see Noah Syndergaard make his big league debut, but that was a night I would just as soon forget. June got off to a decent enough start but a seven game losing streak against Toronto Atlanta and Milwaukee threaten to derail any hopes of a successful season. The only games I attended in New York or in mid-july against Arizona, where Kirk Nieuwenhuis somehow hit 3 home runs in a single game. The Mets end of the first half with a 47 and 42 record having won six of their previous seven games.

But this line up was still a big question mark. With Eric Campbell, John Mayberry, and the like having everyday roles on this team, this line of just did not seem capable of carrying the team to a playoff berth. The young starting pitching, anchored by Jacob deGrom Matt Harvey, and Syndergaard looked to be dynamite. In the bullpen, Jeurys Familia was really emerging as a legitimate closer. But the middle relief, with Bobby Parnell, Carlos Torres, and and Alex Torres had Mets fans popping Zantac every time they entered a game. Hansel Robles, had electric stuff, but didn't usually know how to control it.

In late July they lost two of three games in Washington, with the last loss being absolutely brutal. General manager Sandy Alderson did make some moves, acquiring Juan Uribe and Kelly Johnson to shore up the bench. A trade was in the works for the Mets to trade Wilmer Flores and injured starting pitcher Zack Wheeler to Milwaukee and reacquire outfielder Carlos Gomez who could have been an excellent addition to the offense. But at the last minute, the trade fell through and we knew that something had to be done to really push this offense over the edge. The fans needed something to believe in. And then on July 30th, they lost a horrific game at home to San Diego in the rain. Justin Upton, who was rumored to be coming to the Mets, hit a three run homer off Familia and our playoff hopes seem to be in a lot of trouble. They were 52 and 50 and four games out of first. It was one day before the trade deadline and the first place Nationals were coming to town.

Then, on July 31st, my 34th birthday, I was at Gino's East working. With less than one hour to go before the trade deadline, I got the alert that the New York Mets had acquired Yoenis Cespedes from the Detroit Tigers for two minor league pitchers. I knew the combination of power and defense that he provided and that he would be an amazing addition. The team turned around that night. Flores drilled a off homerun in game one of the series, and in reality the National League Eastern Division race was over right there. The Mets win on to sweep Washington and they would win their next 4 games as well. They took back first place on August 3, never letting it go. The Mets swept the three game series in Washington in September, rallying in each game to do so. By the end of this series, their lead was seven games and everyone knew the race was over. The clinch day turned out to be September 26th when they defeated Cincinnati 10 to 2.

A few things need to be pointed out. Curtis Granderson has had an amazing season. We had no idea he would be the teams leadoff hitter, and that was one of the things they were really missing going into this season. But he stepped in, showing excellent plate discipline, hitting 26 home runs and driving in 90 runs, while walking 91 times. Lucas Duda is an incredibly streaky had her, but at one point he hit 9 home runs in a games.  Daniel Murphy will drive you crazy with his base running and defensive mistakes, but he's a professional hitter and one that will be missed when he leaves after this season. Travis d'Arnaud has definitely emerged as a legitimate catcher in baseball, if he can stay healthy. Wilmer Flores may not play great defense, but he has a knack for coming up with big hits. Even Ruben Tejada hit .261 this season.

And that pitching. Bartolo Colon won 14 games and pitch to nearly 200 innings. Matt Harvey pitched 281 innings, coming back from Tommy John surgery. DeGrom was in serious contention for the Cy Young Award until he started to struggle in late August. Steven Matz has only started six games, but looks like he is becoming that left handed force. And out of the bullpen, Addison Reed and Tyler Clippard look like an excellent bridge to familia.

So on Friday, they will be in Hollywood to play the Los Angeles Dodgers in a 5 game series. The Dodgers have two phenomenal pitchers in Clayton Kershaw and Zack Greinke. After that, their pitching staff scares nobody. They have some decent hitters such as Adrian Gonzalez, Corey Seager, Yasiel Puig, and they have Chase Utley and Jimmy Rollins coming off the bench. But there is nobody that should terrify the Mets staff. Chances are this will be a long series, but I'm not worried about the Dodgers having home field advantage. The Mets have a better lineup and a better bullpen and should win this series. Meanwhile, on the other side of the National League playoffs, the three dominant NL Central teams can beat each other up.


Saturday, October 03, 2015

Fall is definitely here

I guess when the temperature can't even hit 60 degrees anymore, it's an ominous sign that winter is around the corner. I don't mind bundling up, but I'd at least like it to get to Thanksgiving before I have to start doing that. But it is the first week of October and we hit 70 degrees today, so I guess this is our last rush of heat. I took Maggie to Kankakee River State Park which is near Bourbonnais. It's about 90 minutes south of where I live and it was a nice area to walk around. We walked a three mile trail near the river, and there were many cliffs that I stood on, while overlooking the river. It was very calming to hear the rush of the river water crash and flow.

Monday, September 28, 2015

Ronnie Milsap setlist

Prisoner of the Highway
He Got You
Any Day Now
I Wouldn't Have Missed It For the World
What a Difference You Made In My Life
In Love
There's No Getting Over Me
Where Do the Nights Go?
Don't You Know How Much I Love You
Take the Long Way Around the World
Still Losing You
She Keeps the Home Fires Burning
What Goes On When the Sun Goes Down
A Woman in Love
I'd Be a Legend In My Time
Guest: You're Looking At Country, Walking After Midnight
Back On My Mind Again
Lost In the Fifties Tonight
Daydreams About Night Things
Stranger In My House
Your Cheating Heart
Button Off My Shirt
Smoky Mountain Rain
America the Beautiful

Saturday, September 12, 2015

Festival of the Vine

So today, I stopped by my favorite summer festival, Festival of the Vine. They have samples of food local Geneva eateries as well some great wines. They also have live music and a craft fair as well. this year, I had to attend on Friday afternoon, since I worked Friday night, Saturday morning, and Sunday afternoon and Ring of Honor is happening Saturday night in Chicago Ridge. 

After running a few errands at the cleaners, car wash, and bank, I got to downtown Geneva around 11:15, well before it got crowded. I bought 30 dollars in tickets, trying to stay on a budget. Yeah I know, some budget right? All the food samples cost 1-5 tickets and the wines are all 4, 6, or 12 tickets. All the 4 ticket ones are the basics with brand names like Rex Goliath and Beringer. I couldn't mentally or financially justify spending $12 for one cup of wine, so I stayed in the six ticket range. 

I usually opt for red wine over white, so I started with the Urlo Red Blend. This Tuscan blend combines the rustic flavor charm of an Italian red with the full-bodied, fruit-driven style of new world wine making. It had a full finish with a lingering vanilla note. I definitely enjoyed that one. The Dreaming Tree Pinot Noir comes from musician Dave Matthews. This California Pinot Noir highlights flavors and aromas of ripe cherry, wild strawberry, and caramel. It had a much lighter taste than the blend, but it was still enjoyable. I did have a white, the Ruffino Moscato. I could taste the fruit flavors, especially peach and orange blossoms. It was just fine, but I wouldn't drink it again.

For the food, I started at Geneva Ale House, one of my favorite bars in the area. They have an excellent menu and an extensive beer selection. I tried the campfire slider, which was a burger topped with maple-glazed pork belly, maple bacon, maple chipotle BBQ sauce and onion straws. It was really a good combination of flavors, thought the burger may have been a little overcooked. then I checked out the Nobel House stand, my other favorite restaurant in Geneva. I planned on getting their burnt ends, but the executive chef was there and he sold me on the pulled bacon sandwich. It looked just like pulled pork. They served it on a small brioche roll and there were two housemade BBQ sauces to top it with. It was so ridiculously tender and fatty. Just a total indulgence of happiness and pork goodness. 

I got a fish taco from Bien Trucha, which I think I've done the last two years. I would like to go back to their restaurant, but I don't like that you have to get four of the same tacos in each order. I mentioned to the guy at the stand that a taco sampler would be great for people like me, who would likely come alone. Four different tacos, just to try a little of everything. As good as their Mexican food is, I would be willing to pay for that. For dessert, I went with Kilwin's, a new addition to the dessert scene in Illinois. I had their apple pie ice cram in a waffle cone. The ice cream looked like French vanilla on the surface, But inside were tiny chunks of apples, caramel, and bits of apple pie crust. It was an awesome flavor of ice cream. 

OK, I bought five more dollars in tickets to get the ice cream. Well worth it though. I'll be back next year, for sure. 

9/11

1) So those pricks at the local college in Glen Ellyn let me go one week ago. What I thought was a part time job that had potential to grow into a full time role turned out to be nothing more than a probationary period. And they chose not to extend my deal. I was pissed off for a day or two, but I'm feeling better about it now. I think back to when I was let go a year and a half. I lost full time pay, benefits, my Master's tuition, and I had no backup job. None of those thigns apply now. Yeah I have bills and a huge ass loan to pay back in time, but I have a waitering job and it looks like I can still get a little unemployment. And with an additional job under my belt and my Master's completed, I'm pretty sure I'll get a decent offer a lot faster than I did last time. In fact today, I had Career Education and Universal Technical Institute reach out to me about possible job openings. So who knows where they may lead.

2) Mom is gone. She is away leading a Collette tour throughout Colorado for the next nine days. We need the break from each other, but I'm glad she has a chance to be on the road since I know she loves it.

3) Those New York Mets. Sweeping Washington three games in Nationals Park, building that division lead to 7 games. Since then, the Mets have beat the Braves twice and Miami knocked off the Nats tonight. The lead is 8.5 games and the magic number to clinch the NL East is just 14. This is such a special season and I wish it wouldn't end. Yoenis Cespedes. The man is an absolute machine. I really hope the Mets find a way to sign him.

4) So the NFL has started. Great. I need a game where Satan (the team in Foxboro) isn't playing. I did not watch one play of Opening Night.

5) 14 years ago. I will never forget. I love New York and I love America.

Tuesday, September 01, 2015

2015 NFL Predictions

AFC East
b-New England 11-5
x-Miami 9-7
Buffalo 8-8
NY Jets 6-10

AFC North
y-Pittsburgh 9-7
x-Baltimore 9-7
Cincinnati 7-9
Cleveland 4-12

AFC South
y-Indianapolis 11-5
Houston 9-7
Tennessee 5-11
Jacksonville 3-13

AFC West
x-Denver 12-4
San Diego 8-8
Kansas City 7-9
Oakland 5-11

NFC East
y-NY Giants 10-6
x-Dallas 10-6
Philadelphia 9-7
Washington 3-13

NFC North
b-Green Bay 11-5
Minnesota 8-8
Detroit 8-8
Chicago 6-10

NFC South
y-New Orleans 10-6
Carolina 9-7
Atlanta 8-8
Tampa Bay 5-11

NFC West
z-Seattle 13-3
x-Arizona 10-6
St. Louis 7-9
San Francisco 5-11

AFC Championship
Indianapolis over New England

NFC Championship
Seattle over Dallas

Super Bowl
Seattle over Indianapolis

22 hours gone

So it was Tuesday night and I’d just had dinner. I believe I had leftover baked honey mustard chicken and roasted potatoes. It was around 6 pm, so I headed downstairs to the basement and listen to the Mets game. About 20 minutes later, my mother came down the stairs. She said Maggie was gone. I wasn’t sure what to think at first. But I came upstairs.
I went straight to the backyard and called her name a few times, to no response. It wasn’t dark outside; we still had about two hours of light left. I checked the house and she was nowhere around. I took a drive around our street. Still nothing.
Mom seemed pretty much devastated. She had already had too much wine anyway, so I knew it was up to me to take action. And I knew that I had to get started immediately. So I knocked on at least eight doors to alert them what was going on. They didn’t know anything. Now Maggie has tags on her dog collar with our address and phone numbers. However, she was never micro-chipped. I’m not even sure I was aware of the technology until now.
My next step was to make some phone calls. Anderson Animal shelter, Fox Valley Animal Control, and the St. Charles police department. Most businesses were closed, but Animal Control left me a voicemail that they had not heard anything. I also posted on a website called Lost Dogs Illinois, which I heard was a very useful resource. Following my friend’s advice, I put her blanket on the back deck, hoping the smell might attract her. By that logic, I guess I should have put a cheeseburger outside too.
After that, I posted her picture and the news on a St. Charles community Facebook page, and the photo got shared by at least 60 people that night. I was surprised how many people were on the page that lived near me and said they would watch out for her.
My next step was developing a flyer on MS Word with a big color photo of her taking up most of it. Finally, around midnight, I headed upstairs to my room. That night in bed, I grabbed an old stuffed polar bear. I guess I just needed something to hold onto.
The next morning, Mom left for work around 3:30 a.m. As she walked past our neighbor’s to get to her car, she later said she thought she heard a single bark. Maggie rarely barks, so she let it go. But she couldn’t shake that thought.
As for me, I posted about eight flyers in various sets of mailboxes around Whittington Course before driving to work. During my break, I called the vet clinic and a local groomer to see if anything had been reported. It wasn’t my best day at work. I don’t think I made mistakes, but I just wasn’t feeling very happy or outgoing. I actually left an hour early because I was so distracted by what could have happened to Maggie. I got home around 1:30.
Mom was there as well and we started walking through the tall grass behind the house, trying to come up with any clue as to where she might be. I dressed in sweats, because I knew I’d be going through poison ivy. We explored for maybe 20 minutes. Again, no luck.
So it was back to posting more flyers. We posted at the window at 7-11, the entrances to Fox Chase Boulevard and Keim Trail, which is where the tall grass ends. I tried to grocery store, but they took down their bulletin board years ago. Somehow, I never noticed. We got home around 3 or 3:30, starting to feel a little more concerned. I just knew we were in a pet-friendly area and if someone had her, they would have contacted us. The longer it went, the deeper my concern grew.
I went back into the basement and sat in my chair. Around 4:15, the next door neighbor called and asked if we’d found the dog. I said no. He said good luck and he’d let us know if he had any news. Fifteen minutes later, he called back. I will never forget those words.
“We found the dog.”
My eyes bulged and my pulse started racing. I jumped up from the chair and loudly asked “Where?”
He didn’t even need to answer. Immediately, I heard the familiar pounding of her paws scattering across the wooden floor above me. I hurried upstairs and she was flying through the living room like she was Usain Bolt in the Olympics. She was home. Physically, she seemed fine, she just drank a ton of water. She was gone for 22 hours, but we got her home. Thank the Lord!