The dog is missing!

This summer we read an ad about two little sisters - labradors, old, abandoned by their owners. Intuition told us, they were ours. We barely waited for the morning and took them away.
How much joy there was! And the girls and grandmothers and Christian took turns walking them, treating them, taking them to the vet, then collecting money for expensive specialized food.
They became the soul of our shelter, they did not touch the ducks and chickens, they fawned over all the residents without exception - they decorated our every day. Last but not least, it was because of them that we hurried to glaze the terrace. And then in the fall they brought us Mr. Dmitry with a small barking dog, Bucks. Like all mongrels, smart, musical and very freedom-loving. She taught Angie and Shena to run away from our cozy yard to the neighboring service station. There was more trouble with them, but no one was particularly worried - where would they go? They need dog walkers more than territorial restrictions.
But it didn't happen as expected.
One evening, Angie was not found in our yard, nor at the service station, nor in the surrounding area at all. Everyone was looking for her: girls, nurses, service station workers, the work chat was bursting with messages. They wrote to newspapers, search services, animal shelters, and posted ads. Lara, our administrator, cried like a small child. Then Bucks was found - a provocateur and instigator - brought by people - running along the highway. And Angie was not there... it was scary to imagine how she, an old woman, lost, wandering in the frosty darkness. That's how the day passed.
And then, a text message from Lara - Olyaaaaaa! She was found!
In the sleeping area, in one of the entrances of a high-rise building, the poor thing poked her nose into every apartment.
Some bad person cut off her collar with a QR code, and the girl simply recognized her by the photo.
How grateful we are to her, grateful to everyone who distributed our ads and who physically combed the plantings around the shelter for a day. So: there are many of us - we cannot be overcome! During these 24 hours, we united even more, we felt like a "Big Family".