Almost a bad day

I almost lost Missy today.  When I took the trash out, Jock shot out the door with me.  Jock is not a problem and I caught him quickly.  But Missy had also shot out the door and did not stop.  She has never done that before.  I threw Jock in the house and took off after Missy.  I couldn't find her.  I went back and go my car and drove around the neighborhood for 3 hours.  I kept calling the shelter.  I finally got someone at 11.  I told her what had happened in between sobs.  I described Missy to her to a T.  She told me that someone had just brought her in.  I was  so happy.  I headed for the bank and then took off for the shelter.  They sent me to the kennel to make sure it was Missy.  I walked into the shelter and looked straight back and saw her in the kennel.  She got off the bed and came to the bars.  She was so glad to see me.  I went back to the office and paid the pick-up fee.  The receptionist called to have Missy brought to me.  I went out to open the car door.  As the girl was walking across the grassy area with Missy, Missy either spotted me or smelled me because she picked up the pace and could not wait to get to me.  I took the leash off and handed it back.  And I put Missy in the car on a quilt I had brought for her.  The girl tried to give me back the leash telling me I would need it when I got home.  Nope.  I have a scarf and that is all I will need.  I drove Missy home, opened the car door, got her out and led her to the house.  She came in the front door, headed for the water bowl, then wanted to go outside.  I took her out back.  She came back in, climbed on the couch and went to sleep.  She woke up when I was fixing their dinner.  She ate, went back outside, came in, got back on the couch and is still asleep.  From now on, I will just assume she will dart out the door.  I will make sure this never happens again.  I won't have her end her day in fear.  Or hungry. Or being mistreated.  She has been with me since she was a puppy about 10 months old.  She has never been mistreated.  She has never been hungry.  She was not even punished when she ate the sheetrock in the dining room when she was still a puppy.