I am in for a long night.
On my way home I was adopted by a beautiful Jack Russel Terrier who was running around the neighbourhood. She ran up to me jumping with her little stump of a tail wagging furiously. She had a phone number on her tags so I brought her to my front porch and pulled out my cell phone.
I give it a call, and the mailbox is full.
OK no problem I will just leave her tied up on my front porch and wait for her owners to come looking for her while I keep trying to call.
Apparently her only goal in life is to get into the house and has been barking constantly, while periodically attacking my front door.
So I bring her to the backyard to meet my dog.
Hmm apparently she doesn’t really like other dogs taking my attention away from her. Ok I bring her into the kitchen with a baby gate separating the two dogs. She is also completely untrained and thinks that it’s ok to try an jump on the table.
So back to the front she goes, at least until I can’t take it anymore, or at least until I give her owners a chance to drive by looking for her. If they don’t pick her up tonight I don’t know what I’m going to do.
You need to call non-emergency law enforcement, or a local vet. I am not sure why you are waiting for them to come by if you can’t even get them a vm. I hate irresponsible pet owners.
I was waiting for the vain hope that the owners would drive around the neighbourhood looking for her. That’s what I would do if my dog was missing. The Animal Services wont take her until the morning.
She is in the house now, I vainly tried to keep her penned up in the bathroom with a baby gate. That didn’t last. So now both dog are in the house with me and things are fine for the most part.
She is trying to get into everything and I have to watch her every minute. My dog is very confused and sticking to me like glue.
The dog has a number on it’s collar so the owners were at least responsible enough to do that: dead-shit pet owners don’t even put a collar on their animal. Just because their VM is full doesn’t mean they won’t be available in the next few hours and they may not even realise yet that their pet is missing fer’ chrissakes…and who knows HOW the little bugger got out?
Save your condemnation for those pet-owners who really do stuff up.
I think “condemnation” is a strong word for what I said. Where I live, that’s the generally accepted next step. If the dog is from the area, which presumably he is, the vet may even know the owners. I live in a village of 1,900 people with one vet, so that is a strong possibility here.
Oh and for adoption, well, I have learned that I really really really love my calm little dog. The one that never barks, never tries to jump on things, and doesn’t run around the house with a crazed look in her eyes.
It was very cute when both dogs were lying at my feet and every two minutes the Jack would get up, find a toy, run around furiously for two minutes, then lay back down at my feet. All the while my dog is looking at me with a pained look in her eyes that seemed to ask, why did you bring this thing into my house, and what is she doing with my toys?
