In 2019 we lost our dog, Frida. Frida had had distemper and was given a 50/50 chance to live. We fed her by hand for weeks and persisted and she survived. I adored her. She was hit by a car and I cried for weeks.
Several months after Frida died, I saw a picture of a little sad-looking pug that was rescued off the street in Chetumal about forty minutes away. I’d never been around pugs, but I couldn’t imagine this little dog rummaging around the street looking for food. What is it with me and disabled dogs?
Stela is quite independent and nothing slows her down. She knows every inch of our property and roams freely in the big fenced yard. She runs the house, but on to the story of her “big escape”.
After my weekly massage and while my MIL was getting her’s, I slipped out the front door leaving Stela asleep in the sun, or so I thought. I was off to a meeting in Bacalar a few miles away. What I didn’t know was that Stela slipped out behind me, followed the car and exited our gate before it closed. She trotted down our road and out onto the same highway where Frida was killed!
I returned home from my meeting to see Carmen (our massage therapist) sitting under a tree waiting for her husband to pick her up. He is always late. For some reason, I rolled down my window to ask her if she was ok. She scurried to the car asking if Stela was with me. My face was the answer, as I was very confused. She then frantically told me that Stela escapó and someone had her.
Some dear people scooped her off the highway and posted her picture to a Bacalar Facebook Group. The trouble is, I’m not a member and would never have seen it if not for Carmen. I made a quick phone call to their number and met up with them on the side of the highway. They handed her to my shaking hands. My poor mother-in-law was a wreck looking for her.
From now on, no one will leave the property without eyes or hands on Stela. Damn dog.
Everything was in perfect alignment that day. So many dogs get snatched, killed or just disappear. I give thanks even as she lays next to me snoring. And she has no idea.
DOS TORTAS
the adventures of dos tortas 
Oh, thank heavens Stela was found by a kind and honest soul! Our blind, deaf, elderly girl escaped from our porch last year and trotted down the road. Thankfully, a neighbor was out working in her yard and plucked her up and put her in her fenced yard. We were panicked and searching the woods, up and down the road, and finally, through another neighbor, got her back safely. It was a huge relief after such a panicked half-hour or so, so understand exactly how you felt! So thankful for good people who care about animals!
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They even fed her because she always acts like she’s starving!
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Yes! I thought we were being so careful.
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So glad someone found her and posted. Might be worth joining the group on Facebook!
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Done immediately.
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Relief all round! 🙂
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I don’t know how these little pains in the arse can run our homes and tug at our hearts.
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