Last night was horrific. I was walking Cara in the local park when she
got hit by a cyclist not looking where he was going. She rolled under
the bike, and ran off yelping and hurt. I couldn't find her anywhere,
so contacted the police, dog warden, RSPCA and the local vets in flood
of tears and reported her missing.

Then joggers running through the park told me they'd seen a border
collie, covered in blood running along the main road a mile away. The
main road in question is the main artery road through Cardiff and 4
lanes wide. I went up there. No sign of her.

I was looking for her for 5 1/2 hours. In between, I had 1/2 the dog
walkers in the park looking, the road workers on the main road
looking, neighbours came out to search, and I was, quite
understandably frantic. Eventually, at 10.30pm I went back to the park
to see if she'd appear when it had all gone quiet and to speak to my
friend who is the park warden and lives in the park.

I got a phone call, and it was a man who had found Cara 4 1/2 miles
away from where she ran off!! He agreed to meet me at the vet with
her. She fortunately was OK, apart from having 6 stiches in a wound in
her head, and being bruised and sore. To get to where he found her,
she had crossed 4 main roads, a railway line and gone through 3 parks.
She was about 1/2 mile from my grans house, so we think she was trying
to head there as it somewhere she walks to from the park.

Last night restored my faith in human nature. So many *kind* people
helped me, from the police, to the dog warden, to the road workers
(who ran when i was in the vet to see if she had been found yet) to an
old man called Jimmy with a Border terrier who spent 4 hours looking
with me.

Please can everyone who helped have some good karma purrs so that
their kindness comes back on them 10 fold? because thanks to them, I
have my dog back safe and well.

Thanks
Helen M