When I was 14, our dog Max disappeared. We searched for weeks, but had to accept he was gone.

Ten years later, while volunteering at a rescue center, I saw a dog that looked exactly like Max. I crouched down and whispered, “Max?” To my astonishment, he bolted toward me.

Unbelievably, the shelter staff told me he had been found just blocks from our old house, as if he’d been trying to find his way home all those years. Against all odds, Max had found me again.