No words… About ten minutes ago the people from the next farm brought Belle back. The reason they didn’t call me was because they didn’t know she was there. I went there to ask them to keep an eye out for her yesterday.
For all those of you who suggested she might be stuck in a shed, or caught up in something you were right, apparently she was caught up in some wire under their house, but as they have working dogs, Belle was scared and kept quiet so that no-one would find her. Eventually hunger got the better of her and when she heard some humans talking in the yard, she started whimpering and a guest who was there crawled under the house and got her out.
One of her back paws is a bit swollen but she doesn’t freak out if I touch it, and she can put some weight on it, so it can’t be too bad. If she still won’t put her full weight on it by Monday I’ll take her to the Vet, but there’s nothing stuck in her pad and as I say, she doesn’t squirm when I squeeze it lightly.
Phew! Thank you all for you concern. There will be a post about this in a couple for days, but tomorrow I have a rather special Sunday Service that features the guys re-enacting a religious event.