This is the first time this has ever happend to me…I think I aged 10 years this afternoon.
I was on our afternoon walk with Amos in the woods close to our house. I had thrown a stick and he went after it, and I kept walking. He absolutely just disappeared. Happens sometimes, stood where I was and whistled, after a few minutes I thought O Crap! I really don’t know where he is.
I started walking around a bit and whistling for him, but I didn’t want to go far from where I had last seen him. I came across a mountain biker, nope, not seen a dog. After 20 minutes!!!!! the mountain biker called my cell phone, Amos was a few hundred yards away eating a big dead bird. Thank goodness!