Groundhog day

We arrived back home in Britain Sunday night after a lovely holiday. It was the total escapism we really needed and we had a lovely time.
We were sad not to be greeted by a big, licky, hairy, black thing jumping all over us though.
Geoff & Angela had done a sterling job manning the phones and logging all events, although calls were few and far between, and not very promising.
Still we felt refreshed, ready in some ways to "move on", spring in the air, resigning ourselves to the idea that we could get a call from a vet or rescue centre at any time to say they'd scanned a microchip and it was Sky.
Yesterday morning we were setting off to work 07.15 and the first call came in - Battram Woods where Sky went several times a week, near the car park. Reliable informant - dog walkers. Ffion said a hurried goodbye to G&A who looked on sympathetically, half wishing (I'm sure) that the call had come in the day before.
Into the Jeep, Satnav on to do handsfree mobile, flyers at the ready, work high heels switched for wellies. Then just as I was pulling into the car park, another call this time from Market Bosworth - a black lab on the loose near the primary school.
Tim set sail - quick goodbye to G&A (!) - but neither of us came up with anything apart from 1 other sighting in Battram, a mile away and too soon after the car park sighting, which Ffion thinks belonged to another dog walker (having accosted several on her rounds).
I felt guilty for my feelings of "oh no, here we go again" and felt like I was betraying my little boy, as we hurried (late) to work where 100s of emails, piles of post and lots of patients would be waiting.
Didn't get home till 8pm - having required 4 coffees and a Red Bull to get through the afternoon's jet lag!
Just now, another call from the same area of Market Bosworth, from yesterday evening. A black labrador cowering on a lady's drive, wouldn't be approached, and described as slight and timid. She didn't recall a scar when she noticed our poster this morning which reminded her about Sky. The dog had no collar - but Sky can wriggle loose of his (deliberately so he doesn't get tangled in things).
So I'm off out again, just before my late shift. The suitcases remain half empty on the floor and the pile of post mostly unopened.
Our thoughts also go out to Jon & Shelley, who are having a difficult time at the moment - more details on their blog
http://missingbraccojacob.blogspot.com/