A week later, Gladd returned to the mine to see if the coast was now clear. This time, he heard a sound from within again, only far more recognizable.
"It sounded like a dog barking and baying," he said. "I went into the mine with my headlamp on, I saw that there was a dog in this shaft that went straight down about 25 feet. I knew I couldn’t get down there by myself, so I went to my house and got my roommate and my girlfriend."
Equipped now with climbing shoes, ropes, harnesses and more headlamps, the three of them raced back to the mine. The trapped dog was thrilled to have finally been noticed after so many days.
Then Gladd began to rappel down to save her.