Gratitude for Dog Lovers and Kindness

This post is to express my deep gratitude for the literally hundreds of people I met today in an emergency, every last one of them offering their help or encouragement in some way. On Wednesday we adopted a dog from the shelter. A 10 month old husky shepherd mix, big, around 60 lbs. He had been abused in his previous home, and the shelter people had come and taken the dogs there away after complaints from neighbors alerting them to the situation. When he got home with us he was skittish and anxious. Tonight he escaped our backyard through a feat of daring-do I should have, but didn't, anticipate, leaping around 8 feet to get out. I was right there, but he's so fast. He's like a horse. He's so new that he doesn't fully trust me yet, so he wasn't about to come when I called. I'm not 100% sure he's even heard the name that was on his paperwork before yesterday. What followed was a foot chase that eventually led into active traffic, and then a car-based grid search of all of West Seattle when he got away from me there. My wife was working the Facebook pages, the West Seattle Blog, the subreddits, and more while I drove around aimlessly, trying to stay cool. As people started seeing the internet, they started literally dropping their evening plans to join the search. We had a group chat going, and tens of people I'd met earlier that night, faces I recognized leaning out of car windows in traffic to point me the right way down the road, ended up just sidling their car up to me at some point hours later to a tell me places they'd seen him in their own search. Some sightings were literally miles away. Total strangers were up past midnight combing the streets looking for my dog. Every time I saw someone loitering near a business, or just