It appears Mr. Fawn’s owners have reclaimed him. This must have happened rather quickly because his kisser is no longer listed as an inmate in my local shelter.
My hope is that the owners came home yesterday, notice he was missing, and panicked. Panick is good for a person. It makes you realize that what you have is important. Mr. Fawn is important.
After they panicked, they got their heads together and drove straight to the shelter where Mr. Fawn had been waiting all day for his taxi ride home. I hope that the shelter workers, as they usually do, discussed neutering and why Mr. Fawn should have it done. I hope that they tell the owners that Mr. Fawn needs a collar so he could have his ID on him, therein a person who finds him could locate the owner instead of having to take Mr. Fawn to the shelter to do so. A microchip would also have helped expedite matters at the shelter, though there is now controversy over microchips. Are they safe or health hazards? We don’t know.
I hope that the moment the owners saw Mr. Fawn, they felt elated, and all the things they’ve heard, which I just mentioned above, sank in.
And most of all, I hope they find a way to keep him secure, so I do not see Mr. Fawn wandering the streets again.
P.S. I called the shelter. The folks who own Mr. Fawn called in a lost report. The shelter called the folks who own Mr. Fawn to let them know they had the subject of their lost report, and they came in at the end of the day to reclaim him.