Our Lost Pet Came Bounding Home
by Cynthia Sue Larson
August 8, 2000

super rat

Four days ago, my young daughter was playing with her pet rat across the street and a few houses down, when it escaped from her tender care.

I didn't see the rat escape, but I did hear my daughter come crying into the house, sobbing as she told me that her pet was lost. Once my daughter calmed down, she was able to explain,

I did my best to reassure my daughter, and immediately started a search party. We put the pet's cage with food, water, and a nesting box near the place where she was lost... and waited to see if she'd return to it. We left a spoon with peanut butter (a favorite treat) nearby, and called her name. We waited and waited for hours... and then days... but saw no sign of her.


Today, four days after the day the rat was lost, my daughter and I were standing together in the garage next to her rat cage, when my daughter and I were amazed to see my daughter's rat looking up at her from atop a log in the wood pile in our garage.

Pets have expressions which their care givers grow to understand over time... and I could see the special way my daughter's rat gazed up at my daughter. That rat was looking for all the world like she was seeing someone she never thought she'd see again... as if she was wondering to herself, "Is this just a dream? Or could this possibly be real? Is this my human standing right here in front of me?"

My daughter looked equally amazed. This was one of the most precious moments I've ever experienced as I could feel the bond of love between the two of them for that timeless moment before my daughter scooped up her pet and hugged her softly to her chest.

As my daughter tells the story,

The rat also drank a lot of water, and curled up for a long nap after we bathed her (to remove the fleas she'd picked up on her journey home).

Against All Odds

Frankly, I was amazed to see our dear little pet home again; it felt miraculous to me. That rat had to navigate her way across the street... which is something like crossing a freeway for such a small rodent... and then somehow figure out which house was ours, and come back to a place where we could find her, in our garage.

My daughter told me later that she wasn't surprised at all to see her pet rat come home today... that she had been expecting it.

was my daughter's explanation to me.

I didn't have the heart to tell my daughter that I'd given up hope of seeing our pet come home again. There are simply too many dangers to a small rodent on the loose in our neighborhood. Aside from the risk of being run over by cars, we have owls, cats, coyotes, raccoons, snakes and dogs... and the occasional mountain lion... prowling around.

It is reassuring to know that there are times when love comes through against all odds. Many pets have crossed seemingly impossible distances to be reunited with their owners; sometimes, they've defied all logic and viable explanations of how they were able to do so. These stories have piqued my interest, and led me to wonder if perhaps the bond of love itself is able to shift reality.

Tonight as I tucked my daughter into bed and gave her a good night kiss, I was certain that it is.

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