Reading this thread, post by post, with my heart in my throat. I was hoping for the awesome relief post, "Found her!" I know your worry well.
Last spring, Bo knocked over a plant stand on the porch. Bea FREAKED OUT and ran THRU a fence. Yes. Through. Fortunately one neighbor saw her tooling it up the hill at warp speed and saw me looking and told me. Fifteen minutes later, I've got a half a dozen neighbors out looking with their dogs (as bait - she can't resist meeting a new pal). An hour later, I'm posting fliers I made and talking to another neighbor; a little old almost deaf guy and his Miniature Schnauzer, Katie. I'm upset and lamenting about the situation, of course. All of a sudden, Katie perks up, Bud looks down, his brown teeth clenched around an ever-present cigar and calmly says, "There she is." And there she was, walked up right behind me.
WHAT A RELIEF IT WAS.
Hang in there [MENTION=3756]MamaAndi[/MENTION] - someone's going to see your post cards. I'd always suggest "Dog Needs Medication" on the card - whether she does or not. Dog robbers don't want to keep a sick dog.