I finally found my lost dog because a stranger at a laundromat in Boise noticed his tag
My beagle Rufus got out through a gate I forgot to latch, and I put up 40 flyers around my neighborhood with no calls for six days. I was folding clothes at a laundromat on Overland Road when a woman named Carol asked if the dog on my flyer was mine, because she had seen him two blocks away that morning. She walked me over to a house where a family had been feeding him scraps on their porch since Tuesday. Has anyone else had a total stranger be the one who cracked the case?
Wait, she just walked you over to a random porch two blocks away? That's wild that Carol remembered your dog's face from a flyer and then actually spotted him. Six days of nothing and a laundromat stranger solves it, glad Rufus is home.