There was the ranch hand that tried to catch Roscoe early on, in a field near the road. There was a quiet older gentleman that eyed the poster for quite a while and stopped me just before I left to tell me where he had seen Roscoe. There was a man who phoned me at home after seeing the poster, telling me how he went out to call his dog in for the night and saw Roscoe. And there was the nice woman that told me about her friend that lives high up in the Cholame Hills that heard a dog barking late at night outside of her remotely located ranch house.
Along the way I met a lot of other nice people. The Cal Fire personnel at the Parkfield station said they would keep the Roscoe poster in their fire truck. The very nice employees at the Parkfield Cafe that kept a stack of posters on their counter next to the register. The people at the Jack Ranch Cafe that taped Roscoe's poster on the window by their front door. The Hearst main office staff that accommodated me by alerting the Jack Ranch employees to be on the lookout for Roscoe. And all of the other wonderful people that live so far out there, yet were so kind and willing to help by keeping an eye out for Roscoe.
So after making the "Roscoe run" for about a week, new sighting reports had dwindled. I had figured that Roscoe had sought some place of refuge out of immediate view of people, plus it had been a three day holiday weekend and quiet in the valley. Then on Tuesday, February 13, I made an afternoon "Roscoe run" and searched a few new areas. Running low on gas, I headed home contemplating about placing the trail camera at a new location.
Once home, I made a phone call but the "call waiting" noise kept interrupting the conversation. I didn't recognize the phone number of whoever it was trying to call, so I concluded the discussion and hung up. Just that quick, the phone rang again and as fast as I could say hello, the voice on the other end said "hello, this is Cody and I have your dog". WOW. Cody gave me a brief description and I was on my way back to Cholame Valley. But wait, my gas tank was nearly empty.....so I grabbed the 5 gallon can of gas I use for my lawn mower and sloshed it in the tank and sped off.