Lost Dog in Indianapolis, IN, 46201
Male, Last Seen: 20 April 2018

About this Lost Dog

Two and a half years ago (April 2018) my husband and I were met with the heart-breaking decision to rehome our huskies. We were new parents living in a very small house on the Eastside of Indianapolis with a very modest yard. Our baby boy was six months old at the time, and our other two boys (Loki 5 going on 6 / Ozzie 5) just weren't behaving normally. Maybe it was us and the attention that our baby needed? We don't know. Their normally playful nature eventually became agitated and aggressive and eventually Loki nipped our newly-crawling baby in the face. It wasn't bad, but there was blood. That's when we made one of the hardest decisions of our lives. I eventually reached out online, and within a few days the seemingly perfect situation was paved. A young girl 3 hours away in Columbus, Ohio had an 80 acre farm and was willing to take both dogs, as we wanted them to stay together. She and I spoke online for a few weeks ironing out details. My husband wanted to speak to her and her husband on the phone, but it was just never a good time for them. Eventually we set a date, and with our stomachs in knots, we headed to Ohio. She couldn't meet us at her house due to family visiting from out of town, so we met her somewhere in town. We thought maybe she was afraid of the situation as well, and felt better with things being more neutral. We understood, so we obliged. We made the transaction quickly, as to hope that ripping off the bandaid faster would help matters. It didn't. We also wrote up a very generic contract *attached as both dogs were microchipped and we wanted to make sure they were cared for and didn't want her to run into any issues. The contract also stated that they would remain together, or they'd be returned to us. We wanted no money. We only wanted to make sure they were loved and lived long and happy lives. Two days later, Loki was on Craigslist. He was back in Indiana. We called the girl and we were given some strange story about Loki biting her son or someone else's and an odd result of some family-member taking him. We were told charges were being pressed (her husband was apparently a cop) with the opposing family and not to discuss the matter with the people on Craigslist. We didn't know what to believe. We contacted the ad, and my husband went and paid $250 that night to get our dog back. Loki was healthy but it was obvious he was an emotional wreck. He wouldn't eat and lay in our bedroom for the majority of the next day. She said Ozzie was fine. We obviously wanted him back per our agreement, but she wouldn't have any of it. We didn't know what options we had. We tried looking into an attorney, but what attorney would cross state lines for a dog who's transfer of ownership was committed to a piece of notebook paper? Aside from showing up at her door (an address that may or may not exist) and probably getting arrested ourselves, we felt at a loss, so we simply hoped, as he was a genuinely loving dog, that everything would just be okay. Fast forward a few months. Loki went to stay with my husband's cousin Mara and their twin boys and their house full of dogs - two other huskies among them. He was adjusting and doing well, and we were still able to see him when we could. My husband and I went to Cincinnati for one of my work functions. On the way home, I get a message from the girl who has Ozzie asking us for $400 so she can get him medical treatment. He'd apparently cut his leg on a fence on their property and she needed more money to pay the vet. We offered to meet her at the vet and just pay for it ourselves and just take him home - to which she denied. She's since deleted all of her portions of our conversations and blocked me completely. We've never known where to turn and it's been eating at me lately. I keep dreaming of Ozzie. Our son just turned 3. He's the happiest, most energetic toddler and loves everyone and everything. We hope we didn't act too rashly. We're sure this woman is a monster, and that we fell victim to something that no one should have to deal with, and I hate that we put Ozzie into the position that we did. He didn't deserve any of it. We believe this woman has since had children of her own - twins we think, and has moved back to West Virginia where we believe she's from. We've had no further contact with her. If anyone knows anything, please help us. We just want to know Ozzie's okay, and that he's loved, and shedding all over someone else's house and talking back when he wants ALL the food. That's all we wanted from the beginning. He's fluffy - not fat, just dense, with a thick white coat with some random red markings across his back and tail. He has one blue eye and one gold eye and a very pinkish nose. He'll be 8 on November 3rd. We miss and love him. Thank you.