Just an update I am more than thrilled to be making. My Alaskan Malamute, Rokuta who went missing on 9-10-11 after he and my wolfdog, Chinook, were kicked into a creekbed by two strangers, just turned up in the middle of the night. He was found in the front yard to our house, laying against the fence to our backyard. I have no idea how far he walked to make it home on his own- but I am both relieved and very proud of him. I started the process of adopting Rokuta back in 2006- he was rescued from an abusive situation where he was kept in a backyard full of pit bulls and other malamutes ( dog hoarder ) and there was never enough food to go around, none of the animals were altered, and dog fights broke out over food and mating rights all the time. Because of it, he can be a highly anxious dog and is terrified of the most mundane things ( like the pink afghan at my girlfriend Cosette's house ).

Rokuta, simply put, is not a street-wise dog- and the fact that he has been lost in the California desert has had me a wreck since Saturday. However, sometimes we are so used to our wolfdog Chinook's cleverness and boldness by comparison that we don't give Rokuta enough credit. He managed to find his way home on his own, and I can't be happier. Aside from being dehydrated and some scrapes and a bad limp ( which is more than likely days of walking with his bad hip dysplasia ) he is okay.

I just wanted to thank everyone on here who reposted my journal, noted, emailed, and commented with sympathetic words. You have no idea how much it means to me- and the people who live in my area who went as far as to offer to drive around looking for him. I am sincerely appreciative. This is the side of the furry fandom I wish was seen more often.