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Great.

I woke up at 5:30 this morning to prepare for a client call first thing.  Brian asked me if I’d give him a ride to work, sure, why not, can pick up some coffee while I’m at it.

Then I see this little dog down the street barking at like, nothing.  It just seemed STRANGE.  Right in the middle of the street, nobody and nothing else around, barking, and just sitting there.  I am pretty familiar with the dogs in the neighborhood and I’ve never seen this one, so contrary to what Brian felt, I didn’t want to just shove him in somebody’s yard and go about my day.

So I drove down and got out of the car to see if it had any tags, newp.  Of course not.  The dog comes right up to me as if, “hold me, pick me up, take me take me!” Then he starts running off into traffic like a spazoid and I’m like “get over here!” I look around, hoping to see somebody looking for a dog or I don’t know what.  Gah.  So I open my car door, thinking if he knows his way home he won’t follow me, he’ll just wander home. Well? I don’t know!  He gets right in.  And so we take Brian to work, I’ll figure it out as I drive.

Call my dad, who says the dog may have a chip, and I should bring to Animal control.  Which I don’t like the idea of doing because they will dead him if nobody claims him or adopts him.  But I bring him there, thinking I’ll just leave my name and number and if nobody finds him I’ll figure something out. Drive across town, the “drop off” is closed due to vandalism and theft, come back when they open at 11am.

Now what.

This dog is in my office wanting all kinds of attention.  He’s cute, but I have work to do and oh, I’m allergic to the little guy.

As I was writing this, I noticed it got quieter in the room.  Then I hear a distant “ruff!” Sneaky fucker jumped out my window and was stuck out on my balcony.  It’s going to be a strange morning.

Well, I see he’s made himself at home. 

Posted by chepooka on 07/13 at 05:54 AM

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