Kansas

My first encounter with a missing dog was when I was about six. We all woke up one morning and found a small brown dog huddled beneath my father's car. The poor thing was spooked, tired, and hungry. We took him in and started calling our neighbors to ask if they knew of anyone who lost a dog recently. Three days later someone came knocking on our door, looking for his lost dog. We handed over the pooch and all was well.

I lost my own dog several years later and, unfortunately, the ending was not so happy. I never found Bandit. I was sad for a good bit of time so I understand the trauma of people who have missing pets. It's not exactly a pleasant experience but there's hope: These guys should be able to help out.