It's been a month, but my dog, Dante , is still missing. He was taken from me on the morning of August 12 at Lake Cachuma while my family was on a camping trip. My grandma attended the camp-out, the first time we had all camped together, and in total, we had nine people and eight dogs, all having a great time until the abduction.
Dante is a five-and-a-half year old Dachshund, incredibly personable, good-looking, and microchipped. He's small for a standard Dachshund, weighing in at 20 pounds. He's got short legs and a strong build, as well as distinctive coloring and a striking widow's peak.
We were doing the final rounds of packing, so Dante was in a pen with my parents' two rescue dogs and my brother's dog. I've had Dante since he was a puppy. He's a really good dog and usually follows me around on free rein. The other dogs are smaller than Dante.