The Birth of Furstamp - Stemming from Almost Losing

This is the story that led to the creation of the Furstamp website, the past experiences of a once careless "furbaby dad" who nearly lost his pet, which was like family. It is hoped that this story can provide some encouragement, a ray of hope, or perhaps some lessons to other "furbaby parents" who have lost their pets.

▲ Belly, who wandered in the cornfield for nearly two weeks.

An Insignificant Yet Heart-Wrenching Tale

This story began with our furbaby Dodo (a dog) getting lost in Chiayi. We realized that for the police in Taiwan, a lost dog might be a trivial matter, and retrieving footage from traffic cameras at intersections was even more challenging.

So, like many other "furbaby parents," we no longer solely relied on the police for help. Instead, we sought assistance from kind-hearted individuals through local Facebook groups, pet communities, posting physical reward flyers, and even tracking footprints on foot.

During the festive season, family members tirelessly searched for Dodo day and night. However, as the holidays came to an end and they returned to work, they switched to focusing on work during the weekdays to avoid emotional breakdowns, and continued to track friends and kind-hearted individuals who offered help, yet gained nothing.

The feeling at that moment can be likened to the regretful letter from Okabe Rintarou in 'Steins;Gate' when he failed.

Several days later, unable to bear the yearning, we took another leave of absence to return to the place where Dodo went missing. 'Factory surveillance cameras'! A glimmer of hope, perhaps the cameras could guide us! After inquiring with the police, we learned that in rural areas, some regions collaborate with citizens' cameras, but accessing the footage requires citizens' consent.

After contacting the factory, the factory staff enthusiastically and immediately accompanied us to review the surveillance footage. Startled by passing cars, Dodo panicked and circled the intersection a few times before leaping into a cornfield taller than a person. Consequently, when we called out to him in the field, he was too scared to reveal himself.
'That's why no neighbors saw him!'

Seeing the footage, family members rushed into the cornfield. As they shouted 'Dodo! Dodo!', the cornfield rustled and shook with 'whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh.' We saw Dodo, who was skinny to the point of showing ribs, yet rapidly wagging his tail, sprinting towards us, 'Let's go home, silly Dodo!'

In the end, after nearly two weeks of wandering, Dodo safely returned home. However, we are well aware that this method is not sufficient; we were just a bit lucky.

I still remember what the farmer said, "When harvesting corn, they often find deceased dogs who got lost in the cornfield." In the rural environment, perhaps this is the norm, and it reflects some people's natural perspective on keeping pets.

We firmly believe that people have wanted to help search for lost pets at some point, but due to life circumstances and the environment, we aren't always able to help much. From that moment on, a seed was planted in our hearts: perhaps one day, everyone can contribute within their capabilities.

Do some friendly, in your day-to-day life. — Furstamp