Jess

Well London was uneventful, Sky-wise but on Saturday as we were walking down a hotel corridor in Worthing at 9.30pm (during another emergency trip because Tim's dad has been quite ill all summer), starving hungry, wanting to go straight out to find food, the phone goes with another Sky-related call. Like buses, things go in threes.
A kind lady from Ibstock saw our poster in the Co-op a few months ago and has been thinking about us, having lost their Staffs bull terrier in January, for which they blame the gypsies. Her husband was on the social community website Gumtree.com on Saturday evening while she was in work and saw an advert from a family north of Hinckley (not that far south from here, in the direction of the potential sighting the evening Sky disappeared), to say they'd found a black lab months ago, been looking after it, but decided they couldn't any longer. Hearts in mouths, we let ourselves into the hotel room, scrabbled for a pen and paper, then located Tim's laptop and dongle for Internet access, logged on to Gumtree, and discovered it was a female named Jess, found on 13th October, 6 weeks before Sky went missing.
I emailed the family to check they'd got the dog scanned for a microchip in case the owners were as distraught as us. They had and she has no chip. THey'd done a limited amount of local publicity but to no avail. Moral of the story is to chip your dog.
I will reply back to make sure they've checked doglost.com.
It's just the sort of story we imagine might have happened to Sky - but either the chip didn't read, or they didn't even try.
Another nil points. Another going round of scenarios in your head.
Still, any phone calls are better than silence. Maybe one day it'll be The One.