Ok to quote my better half Red here;
“I am an animal lover everyone who knows me, knows that. My whole thing though is that when it comes to dogs I look at them the same way I do children, I dont deal with the small ones.”I am a Big dog lover.. I own 2 Rotties and a White Alsation/Russion Kavas mix… So when I took out the trash last night and found this little yap dog going berserk on my front porch I called Red out and asked her what she thought we ought to do about it. Of course it didn’t help that, our dogs could hear the yapping taking place, and were adding their deeper big dog voices into the mix. God the neighbours are going to love us. It’s 11:30 at night and doggie hell is taking place at our house. Ok so we look around and don’t see anyone. So we figure the little beserker is lost.
Red and I were finally able to get it to come to us (it took almost an hour of chasing) and decided to take it inside where it was warm. Beserker boy was shaking worse than they normally seem to. Red got in the car and drove the block trying to spot someone out looking for their dog. Nope. Not a soul in sight. Damn! Now what?
So when Red got home she called our animal expert TurtleRex and asked her advice. We decided to put the dog in a animal carrier for the night.
We had a medium sized one he would fit in and be comfortable. Then we would look for the owner in the morning. Damn! I just knew he was going to sit and Yap all night. But he was surprisingly quiet. Of course all of our dogs just knew there was another animal in the house but could not find it (we put it in the computer room and close all the doors). I just knew that a meeting of dogs would not go well… Our boys do not do small dogs any better than I do. And if they did not look at it as a snack they would try to play with it. And I just knew it would end up a bloody mess. So with that done we just delt with our dogs snuffling at the door all night long.
So when Red got home from work the next day we got back in the car and drove all over the neighbourhood looking for it’s owners. Asking anyone we found if they knew it or it’s owners.. No luck. So after about an hour of this we gave up and drove home. Red had the briliant idea of calling the local vet hospitals to see if anyone had reported a lost beserker. We left our info and hoped for the best. I figured we would give him one more night here and if we didn’t find his owners by tomorrow, then it was off to the pound and hope for the best.
Well within an hour my cell phone rang, and we learned that the little beserker’s name was Andy and he had a mom that missed him very much and was worried that he might have been hurt. We told them that he was ok. And they said they would be right over to pick him up. Seems he lived only 2 blocks from us. But in the other direction to the search area Red and I had taken. Within the hour our little beserker was reunited with people he knew. Whew!
And we did our good deed for the day… Now as I said. I do not care for little rat dogs, but it did make me feel good to get him back to his owner. I know if one of mine got lost I would hope that the people that found him would do the same for me…
So another day in the exciting life of Red and Dragon goes into the electronic history books…
“Hmmm New Teeth, Weird”!