У меня на руках собака. Это - бостонский терьер. Как увидела его, так вспомнила историю Скунка. Прошлой зимой, практически тогда же, когда у меня улетел Чим-Чим, на Столовой горе семья потеряла Скунса. Спустили с поводка, он и удрал. Бесследно. Его без преувеличения искал весь Кейптаун. Все группы в соцсетях каждый день публиковали инфо про него, опытные хайкеры выходили на поиски, привлекли дроны. Были проливные дожди и температура ночью падала почти до нуля. В итоге из Йоханнесбурга выписали лучшую поисковую собаку. Везли на машине - в салон самолета нельзя, в багаж - тоже. Сначала был объявлен один сбор денег, потом - еще один. Собака брала след и не находила. Спустя несколько дней поиск с собакой прекратили. Все ветеринарные в радиусе 100 и более км были оповещены. Кажется, все смирились, что Скунс погиб (у него еще и эпилепсия). И вот проходит 3 недели, как Скунс нашелся! Выбежал с другой стороны Столовой горы из трубы, дети с ним играли и его увидела женщина. Она сразу поняла, что это Скунс. Немедленно отвезла его к ветеринарам, стали звонить хозяевам, они уже были где-то в глуши в Ботсване, прилетели на следующий день… история на английском Update 5th July 2022. Skunk has been found! Hallelujah!
This is a special pleas from Skunk’s owners, Rotem and Andrew...
Please help by sharing this post – we really need it to go viral. Skunk has been missing for over 2 weeks now and we hold hope and faith that this highlight will bring him home today before the bad weather kicks in later.
Rotem Shachar shares...
Thanks for being willing to help us find our Skunk; I feel like an amputated ghost floating around trying to function.
The first 12 days were so proactive, we would wake up at the crack of dawn and fill our mountain bag with energy bars, space blankets and hope. And every evening we’d come home Skunkless. It is crushing!
We stopped going up on the mountain on Monday and decided to change the course of the search, get back to social media, handing out flyers and making and following up on calls. Thankfully Jessie and her sniffer dog Pickle still goes up every single day which gives me comfort. It also makes me demented. Every day trying to figure out his possible escape routes with maps of mountain trails.
I went back to the mountain one last time yesterday with Jessie and her sniffer dog Pickle. To look at one last path that may be the last missing piece of the puzzle. With the hope of coming back with something. If nothing else, peace.
I realise now that there will always be one more path. One more possibility. One more place we must search.
And if I allow it to it will make me demented. I have to put the mountain behind me now. I hope others still go and maybe just maybe one day someone phones with a miracle call.
The full account of what happened....
Day 1 (16th June): We’re making our way down from Overseer Cottages (where we stayed for the night) to the parking lot in Constantia Nek. I had to go down with the van and the luggage. The rest of the 11 people from the group walked down along with Skunk and our other Bostie, Panda. At some point of the walk, around mid way, Skunk was lagging behind. Very unusual because he is always up ahead, eager and full of beans.
My husband tried to walk up to him and call. But Skunk, being partially deaf in one ear and easily disoriented, ran in the opposite direction. Away from Andrew, up instead of down. Andrew tried to keep up but it’s a steep part of the jeep track and he couldn’t. Very soon he lost sight of Skunk. Strangely few people saw him when asked. This was around 12:30. A warm public holiday with so many people walking on the mountain. It didn’t take long to spread the word to anyone and everyone walking on those paths to be on the look out. But there was only one reported sighting, around 20 minutes after he disappeared. (Refer to the attached map to explain that time period.)
We searched those paths inside and out. Returned to the cottage and looked all around that area. Продолжение в комментарии
This is a special pleas from Skunk’s owners, Rotem and Andrew...
Please help by sharing this post – we really need it to go viral. Skunk has been missing for over 2 weeks now and we hold hope and faith that this highlight will bring him home today before the bad weather kicks in later.
Rotem Shachar shares...
Thanks for being willing to help us find our Skunk; I feel like an amputated ghost floating around trying to function.
The first 12 days were so proactive, we would wake up at the crack of dawn and fill our mountain bag with energy bars, space blankets and hope. And every evening we’d come home Skunkless. It is crushing!
We stopped going up on the mountain on Monday and decided to change the course of the search, get back to social media, handing out flyers and making and following up on calls. Thankfully Jessie and her sniffer dog Pickle still goes up every single day which gives me comfort. It also makes me demented. Every day trying to figure out his possible escape routes with maps of mountain trails.
I went back to the mountain one last time yesterday with Jessie and her sniffer dog Pickle. To look at one last path that may be the last missing piece of the puzzle. With the hope of coming back with something. If nothing else, peace.
I realise now that there will always be one more path. One more possibility. One more place we must search.
And if I allow it to it will make me demented. I have to put the mountain behind me now. I hope others still go and maybe just maybe one day someone phones with a miracle call.
The full account of what happened....
Day 1 (16th June): We’re making our way down from Overseer Cottages (where we stayed for the night) to the parking lot in Constantia Nek. I had to go down with the van and the luggage. The rest of the 11 people from the group walked down along with Skunk and our other Bostie, Panda. At some point of the walk, around mid way, Skunk was lagging behind. Very unusual because he is always up ahead, eager and full of beans.
My husband tried to walk up to him and call. But Skunk, being partially deaf in one ear and easily disoriented, ran in the opposite direction. Away from Andrew, up instead of down. Andrew tried to keep up but it’s a steep part of the jeep track and he couldn’t. Very soon he lost sight of Skunk. Strangely few people saw him when asked. This was around 12:30. A warm public holiday with so many people walking on the mountain. It didn’t take long to spread the word to anyone and everyone walking on those paths to be on the look out. But there was only one reported sighting, around 20 minutes after he disappeared. (Refer to the attached map to explain that time period.)
We searched those paths inside and out. Returned to the cottage and looked all around that area. Продолжение в комментарии
В этом году небывалый цветочный сезон в пустынных местах Южной Африки. А всё из-за рекордных дождей. Цветение началось на 2 недели раньше. Везде ажиотаж. В маленьких городках всё забронировано. Все хотят видеть цветы. При этом толп нет. А небо, какое небо... В прошлом году цветение, напротив, началось в конце августа- было мало дождей и холодно. Эти фото сделаны на Karoo Highlands route между Варнинсдорпом и Кальвинией. Там красивая панорамная дорога с большим набором высоты. Граница между Западным и Северным Кейпом. #ЮАР #цветы #пустыня #Калвиния #панорамнаяДорога