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Mission: Missing Dog

What started like a peaceful evening on the patio with a little writing and yes, more ice cream,ended up in total Mayhem. All of a sudden there was panic and understandably so as it was noticed that the neighbors dog was missing. I was going to give the bicycle a rest today, but I guess the universe had other plans. Somehow the little garden door unlatched and escaped was one big black poodle named Pocco. The small pathway led to pastures and fields, but also a main high speed road not too far off. After swearing that the dog couldn’t have opened the latch, that he was sure he had closed it and that someone must have opened it, there was no time to waste. He decided to call nearby family and the police, thinking his dog got stolen, while I set out on the bike to look for Pocco. I never even padded the dog, this could get interesting as I didn’t know if he would so much as let me touch him. Further I had my phone with me but I was truly prepared and didn’t have the neighbors number to call if I found the dog. Perfect, way to go.

I searched the surrounding area and was paddling like crazy, nothing, no Pocco. I decided to check back to see if someone else had found him. Two cars later, one neighbor keeping watch at home and me on the bike, finally a tip came in that someone had just seen him in the middle of town. Everybody went into that direction and we split up from there. Of course it ended up being me who saw a black tail turn around the corner. I had found Pocco, but he wasn’t happy. Scared and barking he didn’t let me come close, despite the sweetest talk. He ran, tail between his legs and I jumped back on the bike hoping to corral him and chase him home. After all there was traffic but luckily not as much and fast as on the much busier high speed road behind the fields. I felt like the sheepherder with his sheep yesterday, except I was chasing a dog with the bicycle. And man, could that dog ever run. All I could do was follow him and after a few turns into the wrong direction I hoped someone would find us soon or later before I ran out of breath. Who was I going to call? Needless to say someone finally did reach us with the car and all ended well. The neighbor was relieved and had to call off the police, Pocco was thirsty like heck and I got the best workout yet. The happy ending…

Good thing I had that bike 😉

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Who am I, and why I write. I’m a dreamer, but I’m not the only one. I am the one, holding on to the silver lining when the skies are gray. I’m a believer that nothing is coincidence, but that everything has purpose. I’ve made my mistakes, don’t we all, but I see them as growing pains and they are a part of who I am today. I have lost myself in order to find myself, and I still do from time to time, but in a good way. I’m a big child who laughs until my belly hurts when life wants to be serious. Career wise: I’ve been there, done that, and I took “The jump” off the hamster wheel in an effort to change my future. I didn’t land all that soft, but I can say that I’m still proud to have found the courage to do it. Coming full circle, I had it all, and yet I was lonely and had nothing. Today I choose to be a collector of moments and I chase memories, instead of the material stuff. Less is more, and the motto is quality over quantity. You’d be amazed at how freeing it can be. I see myself as a free spirit that believes in an unconventional lifestyle. Somehow I go against the grain most of the times, not to rebel, but because it feels right to stay true to my unique and authentic self. It takes courage, and you often stand alone, but if you dare, you soon realize that it is the only way if you don’t want to lose who you are. Just like most, my past wasn’t easy and I come from a life that didn’t always give me the opportunity to be heard. Few related and even fewer cared to take the time. But that’s the past and it’s history, the future hasn’t happened and the “NOW” is truly all we ever have. In the end we all have a story to tell, and we all seek to be understood. We all yearn to be heard and accepted and still life is hard and our path is full of stumbling blocks. If we can see the lessons in adversity we may realize that the toughest moments are often our greatest teachers. There is a reason for the saying that the stars can’t shine without darkness, and it might be darkness that will show you the light.
It took a series of (un)fortunate events, to learn to glow through the pain, to learn how to dance in the rain. I believe in Magic and wonder, and the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. As an empath this old soul often feels a little too much, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Today, I am here to tell my story because I believe that it can help others. It is my hope to bring inspiration and strengths to you, while showing you that it can be done. I know you are out there, and I know you are suffering in silence. I am here to tell you that you are not alone, and your voice is being heard loud and clear. Hang on and be strong, transformation is yours. 
In light and love....Rhapsody Bohème 💙🦋

25 thoughts on “Mission: Missing Dog

  1. My heart lurched when I read the title, braced for sadness, so, not so bad, whew. You were brilliant, as always, thanks to your big heart, you have the biggest heart I know of. Pocco was luckier than he realised to have you with him. Lovely bike, BTW. I’m sure there’s some symbolic meaning in chasing a black dog, but I’ll leave you in peace this time. 🙂

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    1. Ah yes Amanda… Agree. This tale started with angst and ended well. Rhapsody, look up the meaning of your chasing Pocco… The symbolic message will be totally personal, and you need to be with your thoughts.
      So glad your day ended happy. 😊

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    2. Oh I’m sorry and didn’t mean to scare everyone with the title. Luckily it all worked out 😉. Thank you for your kind words, I only did what was natural and I’m sure others would have done the same. Not my bike but I wad glad I had it.
      So let’s see….
      Chasing: May suggest that I am trying to catch up to someone or something. May symbolize the desire to overcome something such as a fear or some obstacle in life.
      Dog: The gift of awareness and the power to protect. Dog is for those who love unconditionally.
      Black: Is associated with power, fear, mystery, strengths, authority, elegance, formality, death, evil, and aggression, rebellion and sophistication. Black is required for all other colors do you have depth and variation of hue. The color black is the absence of color. Black is a mysterious color that is typically associated with the unknown or the negative. The color black represent strength, seriousness, power, and authority. Black is a formal, elegant, and prestigious color. Authoritative a d powerful, the color black can evoke strong emotions and too much blood can be overwhelming.
      I think I got my meaning and after tomorrow’s scheduled post this might make more sense.

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    1. Awe thank you, I’d be your neighbor anytime. With honors. And yes the neighbor was very relieved being able to call off the police and having the little escape artist back at home. 🐩

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